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letra de gurch feat. spicy quaid - noahxgurch

[intro: noahxgurch & spicy quaid]
ayy, ayy
alright, no misses

[verse 1: noahxgurch]
water my chain my gold double dipped
2 bustdowns that’s double the drip
runnin’ him up on the top of my list
i shot him once hit ’em with the assist
glock in the streets it’s a standout, he kicking the can now
they looking for handouts, i think i’m the man now
they wasn’t ready so i got ’em planned out
i focus on hustle i band up the bands now
i get bread by myself i just cook it
showed him the bl!ck and it shook him (pow)
hop on the jet i just booked it
bring out them guns leave him crooked (grtt)
quaid always was driftin’ the cart
rifles at night taking shots in the dark
looking at drip thinking where do i start
been on a roll put me on the charts

[chorus: noahxgurch]
she wanna mess with the gurch (ooh)
but you know the gang coming first (first)
dropped a hundred on the shirt (the shirt)
put him right down in the dirt (yuh)
need some more cash need a raise (ooh)
bringing the heat and it’s waves (what)
he know the end of his days (yeah)
put him right down in the grave
[verse 2: noahxgurch]
diamonds dancing that’s a different type of shuffle
take precautions gotta toolie in the duffle
opps is stupid straight staring down the muzzle
young shottas always gettin’ in some trouble
ooh look at the time please
richard mille with a dime piece
keep a milly and a 9 piece
keep a weapon right beside me
homie i dare u to try me (yup)

[chorus: noahxgurch]
she wanna mess with the gurch
but you know the gang coming first (the gang)
dropped a hundred on the shirt (shirt)
put him right down in the dirt (yuh)
need some more cash need a raise
bringing the heat and it’s waves (what)
he know the end of his days (yeah)
put him right down in the grave (yuh)

[verse 3: spicy quaid]
ooh, she wanna mess the gurch (gurch!)
don’t get with me on my nerves
see the ride check how it swerves
clap him right back with a nerf
glocks and rugers
links from cuba
water no scuba
fly like super
phat with a p
matte with a tint
she messin’ with me
i’m frosty no mint
riches i’m spending, the patents is pending
i be for real and my clones be pretending
the flow never-ending, i’m only ascending
slangin’ the money ya soulja was spending
run up the stores need a restock, starin’ at the g shock
trappin’ with my eyes closed homie that’s a sleepwalk
syrup on the stove like a teapot, poser talking cheap talk
hit ’em with a cheap shot
[chorus: noahxgurch]
she wanna mess with the gurch
but you know the gang coming first (the gang)
dropped a hundred on the shirt (shirt)
put him right down in the dirt (yuh)
need some more cash need a raise
bringing the heat and it’s waves (what)
he know the end of his days (yeah)
put him right down in the grave (yuh)

- noahxgurch

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