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letra de ran it up - nhs kenzo

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remember those hard days when i couldn’t go back to sleep
you’s soft lil’ n-gga that’s why [?] for these streets
ain’t ducking no action, just link me when you wanna meet
and i know they out to get me, so i pray my soul to keep
remember those hard days when i couldn’t go back to sleep
you’s soft lil’ n-gga that’s why [?] for these streets
ain’t ducking no action, just link me when you wanna meet
and i know they out to get me, so i pray my soul to keep
and i pray my soul to keep
when i gotta keep my heat
remember when i [?]
i know this life was for me
gotta watch out for police
she a dog give her a treat
she eat it up, bon appétit
she clean it up she so neat
g26 watch out it beats, uh
blood drippin’ just like a stream
no martin luther but i had a dream
then i woke up to serving the fiends
went to bass pro just for a beam
it was so messy [?] the scene
real big dawgs and you look real mean
he a gun man so i make him gun lean
watch how they block get pressed dry clean
they had to call 23
dj catch a rebound with the green beam
then i dunk on ’em call us the dream team
[?] ’cause it’s [?]
they watch me, and they copy
got your b-tch here wanna top me, but after i done i give her back
while i kickback, and smoke that gas
you was due for years that’s crazy our past
they was laughing now they mad
they like kenzo how you running so fast
then i had to double up and overlap
these n-ggas slide, and yeah that’s cap
you weren’t in the passenger or in the back
put a switch on a glizz, yeah now it’s a mac
don’t make the right lil’ n-gga get packed
under the 10 where we serve that pack
we flip that pack to make that back
we hit that trap to make that sack
g26 put a switch on that, uh
now your n-gga laying flat, uh
put a n-gga on a map, uh
how you feeling ’bout that, uh
had to get up off my ass, uh
i bet them bands’ll make her dance, uh
she suck a n-gga with no hands
i do what i want, you do what you can
this foreign drip came from france
it’s either he dead or he can’t stand
check the score lil’ n-gga we up, my n-ggas be smoking your mans
i hurt my hand in the kitchen when i was playing with pots and pans
i knew we was making it when the scale said we’re loading grams
and momma know i’ma lost child, she found a 38 in my pants
and don’t think it’s sweet lil’ n-gga i’ll leave you where you stand

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