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letra de otm - bars - otm ruger

trap trap trap sh-t n-gga (4x)

[frenchyy]
i’ll smoke a n-gga like a newport, n-ggas
acting hard but they to soft, choppa knock
a f-ck n-gga shoes off

b-tch i’m lit i came from the bricks snappin like a bihh
he a p-ssy p-ss that boy a pack actin like a b-tch
all that mugging you ain’t shakin nothin boy get off my d-ck
i can’t trust’em he workin for them raiders he gone get me blitz
in that foreign trynna do the dash b-tch get out my way
issa stolo hol up chase’em tag’em cause we gone have to race aquafina frenchyy b-tch i’m droppin water on dat door
playin wit these b-tches you gone f-ck around and get exposed imma young fly n-gga got them robins wit them wings
got the key wit that pistol shoot a n-gga where he dream
all dat trappin wit them automatics f-ckin up the scene
finger for da pistol like rhianna make a n-gga sing
aye heard he a hoe grab them poles we gone let’em blow
that n-gga dead cut his head leave it at his toes
he kno a freak she’ll f-ck ya den put ya to sleep
i’m from the streets n-ggas 13 toatin heat
all i know is go i can’t never see me goin broke
said he want a show i need 5 hunnit for i hit the door
said he want a feature i need 200 for dat b-tch
yeen talkin bout no money b-tch den i can’t comprehend
dope boy i was raised round dope
my uncle used to sell dope offa flip phones
broke boy and that cha forevea be
the told me keep on grindin chase that money jit don’t neva sleep
gang

[chours]
hangin out dem wndows wit dem choppas out, a hunnit round drum we might it yo hive, you say you getting money that’s a word a mouth, better hope you got yo toolie cause we bangin out (2x)

[ruger]
run in side yo house and lay you down like a door map
anybody move put that pump right where yo nose at
i’m gone hit these room where that money and that dope at
savage up that tool make that n-gga run a 4 flat
wit that 4 4 let it go let it blow aimin at his fro
catch me at the store whip it rope sellin heavy snow
we find out you troll my young n-ggas hit you wit a pole
jits be slagging 9 plus them jits be sellin heavy jo’s
imma dog if he gotta check imma go and fetch at his neck
playin wit my bread i’m knockin off his head
where he lay that’s where he gone stay i make sure he dead
better pray b-tch bout everyday ruger don’t catch his -ss
at the light i look to my left i look to my right
bright as ice see some pretty sh-t and she lookin nice and for the night i might nail her -ss if the p-ssy tight
at my shows hoes be on my d-ck when i be on the mic
yo momma ducked and yo daddy ducked boy they raised a gucci
in the coup smoking fruit chasin up a look
road runnin i be road runnin chasin after blues you a b-tch you a f-ck n-gga i should punish you

[chours]
hangin out dem wndows wit dem choppas out, a hunnit round drum we might it yo hive, you say you getting money that’s a word a mouth, better hope you got yo toolie cause we bangin out (4x)

trap trap trap sh-t n-gga (4x)

[frenchyy]
i’ll smoke a n-gga like a newport, n-ggas
acting hard but they to soft, choppa knock
a f-ck n-gga shoes off

- otm ruger

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