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letra de look alive remix - nsb bandz

[intro]
aye, aye
for why
aye

[verse 1: nsb bandz]
mr pop out with that glock out
heavy metal bout to rock out
copped a choppa just to chop down
bought a rollie that b-tch bust down
i been trapping on my own sh-t
you know this
i been cooling with the f-cking stoners
i’m rolling
know i’m gone up off that f-cking dope
and i’m focused i been moving on this vibe like
that b-tch is stolen
going trapping out the ponty
b-tch i’m rolling i’m smoking
leaning off the wock b-tch i’m pouring

why these n-ggas be on f-ck sh-t(f-ck)
might pull up to yo sh-t that choppa gone dump b-tch(bttl,boaw)
p-ssy n-gga you ain’t f-ck sh-t
got yo b-tch on my d-ck she really wanna touch it
no b-tch i’m not f-cking get straight on yo knees
and b-tch get the sucking (eat, eat)

[verse 2: nsb shawn]
shawn-doe
(aye)
gang, gang, gang
(aye)
i’m tryna hop in that rover
f-ck then i tell her its over
my n-ggas rolling like strollers
young n-gga getting a lil older
aye
i turn yo -ss to a stain
to much gas for my brain
lil n-gga stay in yo lane
lil n-gga tucking his chain
i’m riding round with the thang
aye
look alive
off the gas i never look alive
shorty dripping so i took a dive
ima star just look in the sky
woah aye yeah yeah
aye she wanna roll with a n-gga
aye she tryna blow with a n-gga aye
i would not fold on my n-ggas aye
but i bet ima blow for my n-ggas
aye i won’t change on my guys aye
been the same change ride
aye off the gas in the sky aye
like a n-gga finna fly
aye my n-ggas they still the same
aye b-tch i won’t switch on my gang
aye gotta a b-tch tryna run game aye
little b-tch want her some fame
told that b-tch i would not wife you
young n-gga just tryna pipe you aye
met a lil shawty just like you
live from the v where i’m from
f-ck on that b-tch then i’m making her c-m
lil shawty ain’t got no feelings i’m numb
lil shawty suck on my d-ck like a thumb
know i’m score in that p-ssy like woah
that ain’t yo b-tch she was f-cking my bro
ain’t have no cash had to steal from the store
lotta cash and my pockets is swole
shawty dripping she get wet like a boat
b-tch cold she ain’t getting my coat
young n-gga rude and you already know
n-ggas lame and they stealing the flow
b-tch hit she ain’t getting my love
want a n-gga cause i’m fly like a dove
get guap tryna make it above
they ain’t really showing va the love

aye

they ain’t really showing va the love
aye
d-mn
aye
gang, gang

- nsb bandz

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