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letra de suwuu - #okb br x k9

[intro ? & k9]
hmp, ayy, free the f-ckin’ mandem
okb, ayy, big [?] n-ggas know, free the f-cking k
free the guys man

[hook: k9]
it’s cold on the strip, so copped a magnum and took me a sip (rrr)
please don’t trip, please don’t slip, i got mine, bro’s got on his hips (got that)
if i back that shh, then di-di-dip-dip, none of my bro’s moncler’s ‘been ripped
she’s brown and cute and her booty thick, i love a bad b that can to the splits (splits)
it’s cold on the strip, so copped a magnum and took me a sip (sip-sip)
please don’t trip, please don’t slip, i got mine, bro’s got on his hips
if i back that shh, then di-di-dip-dip, none of my bro’s moncler’s ‘been ripped (no way)
she’s brown and cute and her booty thick, i love a bad b that can to the splits

[verse 1: br]
when i get angry, i hop in the dinger, like f-ck it, i’m doin’ this glide (let’s go)
bro said there’s jakes ’round there, f-ck the jakes ’round there, cuz i still wan’ ride
and i love when i see man trip cah’ if you trip up, you might loose your’ life
and it’s no half-hearted sh-t when i buck me an opp i put trust in my knife (ching)
bro said “we ain’t got sweets for the .9” so f-ck it, let’s grip on our rambos
don’t lack late-night on your’ strip, 15 on hip, [?] where did the gang go?
you can’t come to the k with your’ rambo, back your’ rambo, you might get shot (bow)
them man slide ’round with blanks, slappin’ off blanks, no corn gets shot
and you know if i get me a drop, i [?] that, and call for the mop
with my rambo, i’ll juice a man’s top (truss’)
don’t [?] this time, the glide i’ll burn that bridge and ride
put a k on the k, are you fried? jump out on neeks, they run and hide
their’ bros get touched and they still won’t ride (they don’t)
[hook: k9]
it’s cold on the strip, so copped a magnum and took me a sip (sip)
please don’t trip, please don’t slip, i got mine, bro’s got on his hips (su-su-su)
if i back that shh, then di-di-dip-dip, none of my bro’s moncler’s ‘been ripped
she’s brown and cute and her booty thick, i love a bad b that can to the splits (splits)
it’s cold on the strip, so copped a magnum and took me a sip (take that)
please don’t trip, please don’t slip, i got mine, bro’s got on his hips (bu-bush)
if i back that shh, then di-di-dip-dip, none of my bro’s moncler’s ‘been ripped (splash)
she’s brown and cute and her booty thick, i love a bad b that can to the splits (suwuu)

[verse 2: k9]
main ain’t on me, i’m my own boss, i don’t do what simon say
she wanna’ do what simon says, well i’m sorry b, you gotta’ line your’ mates (line ’em up)
i took these risks on my license dates, got banned from the ends, i’m a violent stray
yo, team’s gettin’ off the pitch if we take this dinger up fry and wait (neoom)
never ‘been chinged in my head, but you can ask —- cuz he knows how it feels
i was in the trap with a hundred cells, linked up with my bro, it was nothing still (it was nothing)
and you’ve ‘been in the trap, way before man, and you can’t show a hundred bills
mom told me to do my chores, so i’ll iron man out if i’m lockin’ steal (swish)
2 in the q, they’re left on the table, nah i can’t take this sleep (can’t)
this war don’t sleeps, so i’ll put in the t–th and then i’ll bring it up on streets (bow)
and my opps are sh-t, they ain’t scored no points, one day i nearly chinged up 3 (’bout 3)
them man are deluted, cuz’ they feel like they winnin’ this beef
bad b got a kingsbury privilege, she don’t wanna’ let that go (sorry honey)
i chinged my man with the longest ramz, told the devil to take his soul (forget him)
i was in the t with a whole lot of crow, bro-bro chopped up a whole lot of snow
how many times [?], it was 4 of us in the bando, should’ve ‘been in my home
[hook: k9]
it’s cold on the strip, so copped a magnum and took me a sip (splash)
please don’t trip, please don’t slip, i got mine, bro’s got on his hips
if i back that shh, then di-di-dip-dip, none of my bro’s moncler’s ‘been ripped
she’s brown and cute and her booty thick, i love a bad b that can to the splits

[verse 3: br]
what you mean —- k, what? where? brudda, who have you chinged ’round here? (who?)
came with the dotts and slapped it in the air, now they makin’ tunes call that moncler (d-ckheads)
if you think you can ride on the k, and we won’t come back, you must’ve gone mad (silly)
that day, had to creep and bang, hope out of the ride and the yute got rammed (bow)
osav just wind down the window, try to slap that, but the mash done jam
bro done chefs in the bando, thought he had corona the way he coughed
might see blue lights right now, spin that ped and skrr right off (skrr-skrrr)
back to the trap and stack more prof’, and the bud come green, the hash come soft

[verse 4: k9]
i don’t care if bro-bro’s right, if he’s on you, i’m swingin’ my arms, that’s my chargie (yeah)
i’ll never get invited to parties, the more, cuz’ we always come ’round with our dargies
excelent bop, irrelevant top, and it’s bad b that sucks stick like cardi (love)
like, push the thing in like a car-key, i don’t wanna’ go back to xabsi (free the guys)
i can tell you exciting tales, pop-down spinners, we’re risin’ h-ll
s24-s and they slight as h-ll (yo, yo, yo)
bro backed for the mash, he got [?] bells
the feds spun my yard cuz’ they heard him tell (tell)
i was [?]
incarcerated up a niner girl

- okb br x k9

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