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letra de no hook - osxs

n-gg- i’m a savage like a dothraki
pull up masked up, surprise party!
bullets in the air look like firecrackers
i was 16 with dem gang bangers
i be with that sauce sh-t dripping like doritos
these b-tches want a n-gg- like some f-cking cheetos
but mama used to tell me, “do not play with these hoes”
i’m all about my paper, steady chasing zeros
n-gg- get it
i’ma get it
they ain’t ready
they ain’t ready
talk flows, i got plenty
with finesse, i don’t sweat it
curve your -ss, b-tch i’m petty
throwing cash like confetti
whipping hard, spaghetti
look, brand new tech, innovate
yellow lamb, lemonade
strategize, operate
p-ss the blunt, circulate
hit the spot, infiltrate
squad up, congregate
king sh-t, dominate
money chase look like a marathon
might just f-ck around and buy the pentagon
now you see me n-gg-, disappear i’m gone
these p-ssy n-gg-s softer than some silicone
own up to my sh-t i do not hit and run
n-gg- that’s my bread so you don’t get none
brawling from the bottom like a leprechaun
i be repping south side, i’m the chosen one
new whip is foreign
the engine is roaring
yo f-ck what you on n-gg-, that sh-t is boring
stop f-cking texting me, b-tch it’s annoying
yeah we be balling
yo i got the moves
my n-gg- got tools
we f-ck up the rules
b-tch pick and choose
she wanted a pill, we gave her some booze
20 minutes now we feel it
20 minutes now we feel it
fill it, lock it up and seal it
in a foreign with no ceiling
b-tch i’m stupid rich, i’m silly
i’m the g.o.a.t call me billi
ice cold, sh-t chilly
smoking hot, red chilli
fire bars, verse litty
okay real talk n-gg-, dawg i do this for my momma
if it wasn’t for my ma swear to god i won’t be here
she the one who hold me down like all through the f-cking year
told me, “stay away from the corners, do i make myself clear?”
got the south on my back but i left since ‘06
i put racks on the stack i ain’t taking no pics
and my n-gg-s like mechanics ‘cause we keep the tools close
f-ck it, homegirl like narcotics trying not to overdose
shoot up the photoshoot call that k!ller pose
they keep telling me i’m crazy f-cking right i don’t oppose
like i’m crushing on the opps
i be shooting all my shots
we was running from the cops
d-mn i’m still running from my thoughts
tryna run up on the gang, lil homie got popped
rollie tick tock and that sh-t don’t never stop
head in the sky
gotta glock on my thigh
whatcha mean that we ain’t fly?
i’m too young to be this high
gang affiliated
city spot be five star rated
got your fake -ss separated
purple drank done got me faded
burning weed i’m hibernated
f-ck around his cheese got grated
yeah she tweaking
yeah she freaky
she be too close, she too sticky
through some bullsh-t and i’ll still remain real
through the bullsh-t dawg i still remain real
came from the bottom, i made it on my own
both guns blazing when i step into the zone
k!lling these lil n-gg-s with the microphone
who the compet-tion i ain’t seeing ‘em where?
got a pretty shawty with a diadem there!
everyday new item my n-gg- i don’t care
martin had a dream, osxs had a plan
my n-gg- riding round town in a money van
roll with cartel, mafia and the taliban
ain’t no other n-gg- b-tch i am the man
n-gg- that’s a man down
they like, “n-gg- pipe down”
told her, “baby bust down”
bust down bust down
you gon’ make it touch down
dem dey ask who be that?
man na we dey run town
i got hittas contact in the phonebook n-gg-
rap up ’19 so it’s no hook n-gg-
i be k!lling instrumentals and with no hook n-gg-
this that rap up ’19 so it’s no hook n-gg-!

- osxs

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