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letra de dont like cypher - novagang

[verse 1: papi panda]
a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
make me sick n-gga, punch in, boy i don’t write
that boy just ain’t too smart, just like a dull knife
cool with all these n-ggas, but they all bite
and boy, i keep 3 k’s just like the alt-right
so when i see that n-gga, boy, it’s on sight
he better get his b-tch back in real life
f-ckin’ on his b-tch for all night

[verse 2: ways]
a f-ckin’ nova clone, that’s what i don’t like
b-tch, that lil boy took my flow, he gon’ bite
and she came with endurance, do me all night
and he say he bout that sh-t but it was all type
that b-tch f-ck with the gang cause we up
b-tch, i got the semi in my pocket, keep it tucked
i ain’t finna fight, cause my glock, it like to bust
f-ckin’ on a bad b-tch, she like “i’ma cum”

[verse 3: midwxst]
you a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
oh, you want a feature, okay, that feature price not light
he said that he hard as f-ck but that boy don’t even wanna fight
smokin’ on that blunt, i think i need another, gon’ light
you think that you hard, but that is cap, and we all know
this n-gga really talkin’ sh-t, but can’t drop 1k for some clothes
my nova n-ggas, b-tch, you already know we on go today
told em they should hold me back, before this glock is in his throat
[verse 4: xhris2eazy]
creep out the cut, pop out with a tec
if he want smoke, i’ma cut off his legs
came from the grave, i’m back from the dead
so evil boy, it’s off with his head
copy the wave, you know how it go
smoke up the pound, my boys love to smoke
smokin’ this woods, know i’m finna choke
tye him up then slit his throat
countin’ these racks, i might sit back n’ laugh
i don’t like snitches, they makin’ me mad
i just love riches, in love with a bag
might hit me a jugg, then pop me a tag
youngin’, i’m flexin’, might step on her dad
i dress in designer, you dress in the rags
look at me wrong, get hit with the jab
tryn’ swim with sharks, get left in the grass1

[verse 5: ch2rms]
a sh-t talker, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
big body, tinted windows, when i roll up on sight
i’m with nova, pull up on sight
he say that he hard, yea, he just a lie
big body with the tinted windows
drako extension, got 10 of those
his blood is red, just like a rose
bodies on bodies, got plenty of those
yea, we nova, we goin’ up
that’s the team, i’m goin’ hard
he talkin’ that “blah, blah, blah,” he not even hard

- novagang

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