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letra de open season (hold it) - n'veigh

verse 1

uh let me spark a “j” |
grow trees like it’s arbor day |
don’t even bother veigh |
i know n-ggas that push that white girl longer than oskido did tamara dey |
u know the modern day shooter lets the cannon bust |
cannot trust cats if they recruit n-ggas that can’t adjust |
fair enough a few of them got mad at us | even with a noose around their neck they couldn’t hang with us |
i’m back by popular demand |
streets still love me they like papi u
the man |
boy u ain’t cursed your team sloppy with the plan |
like an old age nurse u find me outchea moving grams |
show mе the rands before hе chop it |
feelin’ my self like a n-gga that lost his wallet |
she saw me cop it my n-gga with
no deposit |
yeah she know the boy is hot sh-t….

hook

i dabble with the devil but i keep it cautious
i’m hackling the opps boy i give em problems |
i gamble with the rebels yall be leaking nauseous
and i’m sipping
on this blue magic
oh and i’m dippin
smoking on a blunt like a limousine
simmer down miss me with that energy
don’t mistake me for a n-gga with some patience
i’m your uncle rukus n-gga no relation
no negotiation…. yeh
verse 2

got a true bond to marie jane |
a n-gga dope, u know i move pot from day to day |
a new plot to save the day…
way i got crack coming out my mouth you’d think that i was snoop dogg on training day |
listen boy u too soft to play with veigh |
safe to say that u ain’t got it like that |
u ain’t about it, u ain’t pop it like that… so don’t push it b |
malice in my heart and i ain’t even fond of pusha t |
plus i got a gunna on the side if u
pushing p |
look… don’t even f-ck with ras…
but incase if u want to |
muslim or not, look ain’t no place u could run (quran) to |
we get ready to hunt u |
u get ready to subdue
we came in here with machetes and guns too |
yeah… and we came in a bunch too |
cause we about the book that’s related to sun tsu |

hook

i dabble with the devil but i keep it cautious
i’m hackling the opps boy i give em problems
i gamble with the rebels yall be leaking nauseous
and i’m sipping
on this blue magic
oh and i’m dippin
smoking on a blunt like a limousine
simmer down miss me with that energy
don’t mistake me for a n-gga with some patience
i’m your uncle rukus n-gga no relation
no negotiation…. yeh

- nveigh

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