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letra de action - pedro manuel

[verse 1: l.e.s]
i just k!lled my bro, he ain’t comin’ back
i just f-cked that b-tch, she had a heart attack
f-ck a stroke, i’d grab a throat then put her on the back
you ain’t talkin’ to me, n-gga, f-ck i’d grab a strap
no, you ain’t talkin’, with those f-ckin’ stats
shorty barkin’ for me, collar on her neck
got some girls, they come in twos
when it’s game time, nothing to lose
to be honest, now it’s f-ck you
wanna watch him f-ckin’ drown huh
f-ck the water on my neck, my sh-t be drippin
shootin’ from the half-court, scotty pippin
michael jordan with him, yes i’m on the whippets
doin’ donuts, whip it, and yo’ b-tch, she trippin
yes, yo’ b-tch is b-tchin’, yes, she in the kitchen
pull my phone, i show her that i’m really about that action
action, action, action, action, action, action
cause i’m rеally about that action
action, action, action, action, action, action
cause i’m really about that
huh who won’t smoke with mе
you ain’t got no b-tches, you don’t wanna get inside one
f-ck you mean n-gga, ah, ah, ah
f-ck you mean n-gga, ah, ah
[beat switch]

[chorus: l.e.s]
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
smoke water, drip out the
rolls in the whip out the
you don’t wanna b-tch out the
i don’t want the smoke out the
ayy, water whippin’ drippin’ out the coat bag
choke n-gga trippin’, he a toe tag

[verse 2: pedro manuel]
in the f-ckin’ ring like i’m roger mendez
stayin’ up all night, we need an extra benjis
been a long time since we been out
pacing down the room when we take the meds and pass out
lil’ sedated and we be fightin’, b-tch, i’ll f-ckin’ do it
you ain’t really gang, bro, we all f-ckin’ knew it
coming from the back, know i’m really chasin’ racks
with my homies in the stat, we gon’ roll on every track you know
if you never got me, you’ll never know me
you can leave right now, i’ma still be on it, f-ck being lonely
only give a f-ck about my family, that’s what god told me
i shoot my shot, cause i don’t miss, cause i got

[chorus: l.e.s]
smoke water, drip out the
rolls in the whip out the
you don’t wanna b-tch out the
i don’t want the smoke out the

- pedro manuel

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