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letra de drop down - poetik suspekt

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[chorus]
i put it down for the six-eighty-five
i put in work for the 30s outside
i represent for the wicked west side
don’t forget, machete gang runnin’ this b-tch
and i’m back, now where the f-ckin’ party at?

[verse 1]
and now i’m back on the set
still represent like an uso heaven sent
posted in the ghetto like a street sign, what y’all claim?
i be down from the south to the west, came [?] to bang
let my nuts hang unapologetic when i rip it
poet stay smokin’, apia city coastin’
i be on your mind like the rent you ain’t paid
take caution if you step to this, you gettin’ slayed like a b-tch
trigger game good, don’t snitch
keep your baby momma close and away from this d-ck
sl!ck trigger trey, silver mack tongue, that’s an accolade
i possess the hamo fresh, stayin’ blessed
six-eighty-five like i say on every motherf-ckin’ song that i rap on, no blocks that i scr-p on
anybody tryna diss my side, we attack ’em
[?] soldier, took my sapelu
put it down for the ville, holler out mickey [?]
where my hamofied g and i been about game
poetik suspekt, now respect my name

[chorus]
i put it down for the six-eighty-five
i put in work for the 30s outside
i represent for the wicked west side
don’t forget, machete gang runnin’ this b-tch
and i’m back, now where the f-ckin’ party at?

[verse 2]
lyrical assassin for those askin’
i’m hard to k!ll, ricochet guard your grill
i’m that problematic rapper that they warned you about
don’t be sour, stinky-ass b-tch, take a shower
i’m the same cat that these rappers tried to bit off
same mc, don range to the [?]
a threat to yo’ block if your block game with me
gotta stay woke, one time, tryna get me
f-ck the industry, i’m an independent g
i’ll never sell my soul but i’ll rob john key if i gots this
ski mask, bat, off the vodka
tell me why gwine rudeboy, dem a shotta
might have to stick me a hip-hop imposter
pop a clip, then spray up your entire roster
rap is more fake than a pair of [?] from the two-dollar [?] store, don’t make me fire shots

[chorus]
i put it down for the six-eighty-five
i put in work for the 30s outside
i represent for the wicked west side
don’t forget, machete gang runnin’ this b-tch
and i’m back, now where the f-ckin’ party at?

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