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letra de sur bangin' thugs - ofi

[intro]
haha, yeah, this going out to all you sureno banging thugs and all you doves
you know what i’m saying, i know y’all been waiting on some of this banging sh-t right here
gotta put in work and make it hurt, you know what im saying, yeah, special to my pitbull’s man, watch
out those motherf-ckers bite, let me catch those motherf-ckers loose. uhh

[verse 1: ofi]
we be hittin switches, mackin b-tches
at a drop of a dime
me and my dogs we some hogs throwing up they signs
till i die i mob and ride, drink o.e. f-ck [?]
is the wicked one the [?] and that m-th-f-cka o.f.i
lyrical sick lunatics with that gangster sh-t
come out the wood work just to bang on this b-tch, you dig?
if not shake the spot like dice uhh. g’s stacking g’s from the south ain’t nothing nice
cold as ice when it comes to females
all we want is c-cktails, wearing hollow point sh-lls f-cka
until shes ran on through, got the homie black bear hollering the whole d-mn crew (yeahhh…)
you best believe we’ll knock the bottom out yo -ss
b-tch stop acting like a snitch
before you find yourself in a ditch
with p-ss coming out yo notch
last night we open up shop
you should’ve seen, how much green came through with all them c-cks
too bad you were p-ssed out, looks like you’re -ssed out
of all this cash [?]
but now its time for me to mash out
before i go gotta let em know surenos run the show
before i go gotta let em know surenos run the show

[hook]
sureno bangin’ thugs (thugs)
riding with the dubs (dubs)
south side for life
we ride cuz we dont give a f-ck
[x4]

[verse 2]
we be the shadows of the night
creeping through your hood
who the f-ck wanna fight?
when we’re up to no good
you know its all good cuz my thugs are rolling deep
gangsters run the streets motherf-cker what you think?
but before your eyes blink i’ll be knocking out your t–th
then make you suck my d-ck, my b-lls thugged you last week. you know what i mean i’m mean a flesh eat a venus fly trap, f-ck the rules
i’m down with a circle full of fools
and get your head cracked
so you best get back or you better raise up
before the nines blaze up and you’re ashes, ashes, dust to dust
come up as a mut, who can you trust on the shadiows, when i drink portequerpo i turn into the devil, my choice of weapons will be a bow and arrow
[unfinished]

- ofi

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