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letra de brittany - o-town spitters

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[verse one]
look i be ridin in my own hood
n-ggas trynna screw yuh
n0body can touch me, my n-ggas will beat yuh
i got my own ways, everyday’s a different day
one day somebody get shot, that’s his day
we be ridin like the president is our case
don’t try to mess with us, we self made
we got our weapons, we guard our sports cars
we be smokin weed, like we got our own farm
i got shooters from the side that wanna bump with me
i got n-ggas locked up, free my n-ggas please
rip rapping
pro team playing
i got sqad up n-ggas
and we g-ngb-nging
no shootin guns; missing, no always got head range on em
why you cryin momma?
why you trappin n-gga?
you a p-ssy n-gga
you just got shot n-gga

[hook]
cause ima boss
call the cops
like i’m gonna give a f-ck
cause ima boss
call the cops
like i’m gonna give a f-ck
l-like i’m gonna give a f-ck
l-like i’m gonna give a f-ck

[verse two]
i don’t really play
money ain’t a game
shoot you in your face, make you go away
always shootin sh-t
and i never miss
lookin for your b-tch
cause she got a donk
take her for a trip, show her how i work
she hit the tapout
she hit the blackout
she hit rehab
for smokin too much weed
but she wasn’t smokin weed
she just had too much d-ck
made her crazy
lucky she wasn’t my b-tch
face down, -ss up, d-mn so good
so i made her mine
like last night
i heard the next day that she made you cry

- o town spitters

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