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letra de friendly fire on - nunnie da iii

[chorus]
tory went out to a poke
ray pizz, the n-gga we smoke
dummy took one to the leg, and one to the back of the head, that n-gga a joke
beefin’ is not what you want, we not the n-ggas that you want to try to provoke
n-ggas been tellin’ me chill but i’m tryna call-out a blitz like i was a coach
n-ggas been trollin’ so i’ma go do it
really tryna put them other n-ggas through it
they mentionin’ deads so i’m tryna show ’em how fast i could get up and get to it
that n-gga really not like that, i knew it
bama’ n-ggas we not into it
no way to get low if i hop out the buick
.40 started kickin’ as soon as i threw it
said it before, i’ma say it again
not one of my mines if you ain’t never bend
i should’ve sworn these n-ggas had beef
rayshawn died, everybody friends
now all these n-ggas is making amends
they gotta team-up before they go spin
free scottie, that’s really my kin
homie hit the back of his head for the win

[verse]
these n-ggas gettin’ me mad
why n-ggas sayin’ my name?
he ain’t get to see us, we hit ’em from deep
brodie got limitless range
ray makk a dummy, he died with his gun
homie went out wit’ a bang
n-ggas be goin’ out bad, friendly-fire on
bro need to work on his aim
how could you ever go out by your mans?
plot-twist, what if that was the whole plan?
they left his body twitchin’ on the floor
and let the civilians put it on cam
i cannot wait ’til i see lil’ cam
we gon’ leave that little n-gga where he stand
.40 be kickin’ like it was from j-pan
leg shot, please do not come to our land
[chorus]
tory went out to a poke
ray pizz, the n-gga we smoke
dummy took one to the leg, and one to the back of the head, that n-gga a joke
beefin’ is not what you want, we not the n-ggas that you want to try to provoke
n-ggas been tellin’ me chill but i’m tryna call-out a blitz like i was a coach
n-ggas been trollin’ so i’ma go do it
really tryna put them other n-ggas through it
they mentionin’ deads so i’m tryna show ’em how fast i could get up and get to it
that n-gga really not like that, i knew it
bama’ n-ggas we not into it
no way to get low if i hop out the buick
.40 started kickin’ as soon as i threw it
said it before, i’ma say it again
not one of my mines if you ain’t never bend
i should’ve sworn these n-ggas had beef
rayshawn died, everybody friends
now all these n-ggas is making amends
they gotta team-up before they go spin
free scottie, that’s really my kin
homie hit the back of his head for the win

- nunnie da iii

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