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letra de close range - pg_138

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[intro]
(ya), ya ya, (woah), ya ya, (woah), ya, (woah), ya ya ya

[chorus]
b-tch it that time of the month again, i hope on a beat and i’m k!lling it

why do you play with them guns again, i guess i’m addicted to shooting it

you gotta play the game, go through some pain, shooting some sh-t i put that on my gang

walk up to that boy hit him close range, like how you gonna talk you don’t know where i came

[verse]
ya you don’t know where i came b-tch, you was just doing the same sh-t

i cannot f-ck with no lame b-tch, i just popped me an x now i lane switch

if you ain’t talking about money you know you can’t talk to me, we don’t speak the same language

switch this sh-t up now i got a white tee, like he say i’m broke i don’t know why you say this

tripping on shrooms watch the walls close in, went got a pack when i was like ten

i was like free my dawgs that stuck up in the pen, i was just f-cked up sipping on some gin

bring out my gat late at night that boy he like “woah”, i shot that boy up too quick he was moving slow
[chorus]
b-tch it that time of the month again, i hope on a beat and i’m k!lling it

why do you play with them guns again, i guess i’m addicted to shooting it

you gotta play the game, go through some pain, shooting some sh-t i put that on my gang

walk up to that boy hit him close range, like how you gonna talk you don’t know where i came

- pg_138

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