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letra de take off - nsemusic

yea yea
promise you get hands
aye promise you get hands
take off ain’t no land
aye take off ain’t no land
yea take off ain’t no land

hook
nse-cj

i gotta keep it concise if y’all wanna understand (understand)
pop out wit them chains (yea) and pop out wit them bands (ok)
talking that sh-t (that sh-t) promise you get hands (hands)
go off in this b-tch (that b-tch) take off ain’t no land (no land)
n-ggas wanna hate (hate) i don’t even no what for (what)
rapping everyday (rapping) hoping i can go real far (what)
going to sky (the sky) make sure that the money tall (yea, aye)
make sure that the money tall (yea yea)

vеrse 1
cfn jeezy

make sure that thе money tall my n-ggas get you hit
if a n-gga run up on me he gone get hit wit that stick
and i put that on my bro’s leave a n-gga in the dirt
quick to shut a n-gga up put that n-gga onna shirt
my n-ggas onna [?] but he be rolling off that perk
gone get my n-ggas hyped up in this b-tch they go bazerk
if go safer on the glock but when i shoot it still work
i forgot a n-gga hollering in this b-tch like he in church (uhh)
gotta choppa wit me and that b-tch do gotta kick
p-ssy boy stay in yo section or you hit just like a l!ck
gotta long clip in this glizzy and it shoot just like a fl!ck
when i shoot it blow yo ass back you flip just like a brick (aye)
hook
nse-cj

verse 2
nse-tay

that n-gga talking sh-t we pull up and we leave his ass leaking
try to tell that n-gga shut up but the n-gga kept speaking
when we pull up wit glocks to that n-gga house he say he tweaking
when i went to the b-tch crib i took a b-tch she freaking
freaking freaking on my d-ck yea she love to f-cking work
draco gotta new girl little ass she like to twerk
yea i gave her the choppa she k!lling n-ggas wit a smirk
yea she popping that sh-t and the neighbors think it’s fireworks
n-gga think that it’s sweet now he praying at my feet
if he wanna f-cking feat then i say come on let’s meet
don’t f-ck wit my n-ggas cs yea we all elite
now the n-gga down on the ground kiss the street
hook
nse-cj

verse 3
nse-draco

n-gga pulled up on me
that n-gga ran my bullets had to stalk (ba ba ba)
girl say i can’t shoot no gun
you shoot for fun stop playing with me
leave yo n-gga in the sea
bleeding red on the tee
he know where i be posted
run up on me leave him toasted
you girls is fake
you n-ggas some snakes
i’m a gangsta hit you wit the ak like my name is drake
spray the bullets out this gun
pat you on yo head like you my son
finna start bopping on these beats uu can call me dcg shun (yea)
i’m chasing the check i’m on the runs (runs)
uu play wit nse uu gotta pay the funds (funds)
don’t f-ck with me and my n-ggas we don’t play
nse4l my n-gga draco gang lets go(lets go)

hook
nse-cj

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