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letra de freegunna - no savage & rocky

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[intro: no savage]
([?] made this beat)
aye, aye

[chorus: no savage]
come through the hood, uh
we get to shootin’ the neighbors be nosy, uh
now i got a name, uh
i don’t be drillin’ ’cause everybody know me (uh uh uh)
i don’t know sh-t b-tch you got to show me (you gotta show me)
b-tch i’m a gangster you ain’t gon’ expose me (uh, yeah)
make him the l!ck then back him for his rollie (he gettin’ bagged)
father never gave me sh-t so he owe me (yeah)
no i ain’t listen to sh-t that he told me (nah, nah)
b-tch i’m a champion i’m shootin’ like kobe (boom)
don’t want them around me them n-ggas be bogus (don’t want them around me)
big five-seven it take off his shoulders (big five-seven)
glock on my hip it don’t go in the holster (boom-boom-boom)
reach for your gun and get put in a toaster (put in a toaster)
rocky be shooting like he stand for [?] (aye mob)
i’ma be rapping until i get global (gang)
[verse 1: rocky]
these n-ggas talkin’ sh-t like they know me
i got that glock keep a n-gga off me
we spin on his block tryna get it over
fish out cali’ tell ’em “send it over”
we bangin’ the drop bangin’ all the blow
we stand on the block even when it’s slow
somebody said “narcs” n-ggas gotta go
we hopped in that [?] tell ’em [?]
i’m in the kitchen n-gga i be beatin’ it
i got the glizzy n-gga i be heatin’ sh-t
we got the drop n-gga so we creepin’ sh-t
for that internet typin’ n-gga i be deletin’ sh-t
shots from the drac’ make his body bounce
that n-gga was taxin’ had to snake him out
breezy was with me creepin’ though the house
‘fore a n-gga breakin’ in my house
savage was tweakin’ smack the n-gga out
the glizzy was loaded up and [?]
bend that b-tch over dog and kick her out
(bend that b-tch over dog and kick her out)

[chorus: no savage]
come through the hood, uh
we get to shootin’ the neighbors be nosy, uh
now i got a name, uh
i don’t be drillin’ ’cause everybody know me (uh uh uh)
i don’t know sh-t b-tch you got to show me
b-tch i’m a gangster you ain’t gon’ expose me
make him the l!ck then back him for his rollie
father never gave me sh-t so he owe me
no i ain’t listen to sh-t that he told me
b-tch i’m a champion i’m shootin’ like kobe
don’t want them around me them n-ggas be bogus
big five-seven it take off his shoulders
glock on my hip it don’t go in the holster
reach for your gun and get put in a toaster
rocky be shooting like he stand for [?] (uh)
i’ma be rapping until i get global (uh, uh)
[verse 2: no savage]
i know for sure that these n-ggas be bogus (n-ggas be bogus)
30s hit him his sh-t gon’ be swollen (boom-boom-boom)
if i get locked then i can’t do no foldin’ (if i get bagged)
package the bag we ain’t riskin’ a odor (package the bag)
screamin’ free gunna he know they can’t hold him (free gunna)
and when he get him i’ma throw him the bonus (yeah)
this glock on my hip i’ma shoot and reload it (boom, boom-boom)
that n-gga kept faking got breezy to fold it (yeah)
i up with the stick and i’m knocking a n-gga down (uh)
sh-t clappin’ like nicki i’m loving that nickel sound
i went up the road, just to go get the pounds ([?] the pounds)
give junkie the rock and get biggie to send it down (aye chuck, yeah)
n-gga tried to k!ll me now i’m about to spin it now (boom boom)
them f&n bullets they might knock a building down ([?]) ([?])
they thought i was playin’ they thought i was f-ckin’ round (?)
try and spin out and [?] gon’ shut it down (boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom, b-tch!)

[chorus: no savage]
come through the hood, uh
we get to shootin’ the neighbors be nosy, uh
now i got a name, uh
i don’t be drillin’ ’cause everybody know me (uh uh uh)
i don’t know sh-t b-tch you got to show me
b-tch i’m a gangster you ain’t gon’ expose me
make him the l!ck then back him for his rollie
father never gave me sh-t so he owe me
no i ain’t listen to sh-t that he told me
b-tch i’m a champion i’m shootin’ like kobe
don’t want them around me them n-ggas be bogus
big five-seven it take off his shoulders
glock on my hip it don’t go in the holster
reach for your gun and get put in a toaster
rocky be shooting like he stand for [?]
i’ma be rapping until i get global

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