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letra de no hook 2 - papi jd

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this one for you sl!ck…..

yea

(verse 1)

it’s been along time since i been off my feet

n-ggas always talking but we ain’t never meet

my b-tch set a n-gga up the choppa feeding off his meat

the police picking up his stains the blood off the streets

b-tch i’m wit yo girl n i’m busting on yo sheets

and

i’m running thru this check like i’m wearing football cleats

i ain’t scared of n0body pull up get yo -ss beat

n-ggas really hype call em candy cuz they sweet

(verse 2)

n-ggas always tweaking so u kno i tote the teck

i got mo pills then ah f-cking cvs

boy

i’m always on my grind i’m tryna be the f-cking best

boy i’m sorry bout yo momma the choppa cooked her f-cking chest

my b-tch asking questions god d-mn this ain’t a test

got that n-gga f-cking searching sent his -ss on a quest

i be in the post lil n-gga david west

n-gga i’m the f-cking goat n it’s tatted on my chest

(verse 3)

n-ggas really hating cuz i’m always on my grind

money money money b-tch it’s always on my mind

n-ggas out here snitching (who me)
naw i’m blind

money on the way homeboy i’m unsigned

but that’s only for the moment so rn ima shine

if a n-gga talking sh-t my n-gga sl!ck touch his spine

b-tch is you drunk here walk down this line

n-ggas still talking, blast his -ss (oh) it’s a crime

(verse 4)

boy i’m bout to go n make the trip

like famous dex (…..?)

i’m sailing in the sea gone head n get my ship

got yo girl too and you kno she bout to strip

counting all this paper and you kno it’s blue strips

when a n-gga die rip naw it’s rip

i stay with that loud gone head n take a hit

not from the atl but i be on tip
(on tip)

(verse 5)

the police always on my block

then i got to thinking n-gga maybe
cuz i’m hot

n-gga i see u hating h-ll yea cuz u not

i pulled out the strap he’ll yea it was the glock

if they put me in the cell h-ll yea i’m gone rot

not lil yachty but i be on the yacht

she asked could i pay so i pulled out the rock

n-gga ion drink ion care if it’s cirock

(verse 6)

when i’m in yo city b-tch you kno it’s going down

n-gga i’m the king gone head n grab my crown

my chain is so wet feel like ima drown

b-tch i’m running sh-t h-ll yea it’s my town

i’m laughing at these n-ggas god d-mn y’all sum clowns

n-ggas hop on tip but nvr when i’m around

ik u hear me winning h-ll yea how it sound

n-gga envy me so u kno they gotta frown

lil jd boy…..told you (….?)

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