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letra de obnotic - prodxmarv

[intro]
(i love you)
(darkspin)
(uh), (yeah)
(uh), (yeah)
(uh), (look)

[verse]
in a (?) smoking that (?)
hunnid’ shots, we gon’ f-ck up the whole cut
that n-gga a geek he f-ck with the (?)
rich ass shooter, a hunnid’ band soldier
sticks on me, they stuffed in a sofa
(?) rounds hit him, put his ass in a coma
i’m a sick-ass n-gga, the f-ck is corona?
in this big b-tch, i ain’t talkin’ fiona
ain’t got no racks, man, that n-gga poor
that work can’t hide him, put it in the floor
up a hunnid’ every time that we score
tryna’ slide on a n-gga in a honda accord
(?), (?)
nah, i ain’t no fein, i don’t do no lyin’
smith & wesson, hit him all up in his spine
k!lled his whole gang, i ain’t even tryin’
face shot, we ain’t goin’ for chest
neck shot, then we cut up the rest
we slide on ’em, it’s a hunnid’ round (?)
we sum’ real shootеrs, never needed a vеst
bad b-tch, tryna f-ck in a (?)
these n-ggas be sad, i call ’em lil (?)
shots put a hunch in him (?)
this ain’t no vlone, baby, this dior
we on that new era sh-t cuz’ you cap
if i can’t find them, i’mma f-ck up the map
n-gga, i’m just talkin’ i don’t even rap
30 round, tryna’ give ’em a nap
[verse 2]
red bottoms when i walk in the bank
xo smelly, man that sh-t stank
i’m in la doin’ everything he can’t
got a 416, f-ckin’ up the paint
walk down, n-gga, red dot gang
i’m sn-tchin’ yo’ life, i don’t want no chain
(?), (?)
lil’ n-gga ain’t got no money, need a cent
i’m inside of that track, 5 percent the tint
i’mma come from the skys, n-gga, baby (?)
that glock gon’ (?), like brent
i stay with a stick, i’mma k!ll who you send
yeah, i can’t f-ck with my energies
a couple shots might f-ck up yo’ memory
try k!llin’ me n-gga, it gon’ take you a century
them rounds on me, come lose your identity
i got a freak b-tch in a rough house
12 come in, everybody get the f-ck out
these n-ggas be gay, because they won’t even come out
when i bring out drake, i’m tryna get ’em up out
cujo gang, can’t no n-gga be tamed
she tryna’ ride on me, because of my name
yeah, big guns, but we bringin’ the pain
got a couple shooters, and they come from ukraine
slide over (?), call me max payne
that n-gga be lackin’, he ain’t easy stain
talkin’ on me, n-gga, what did you gain
(yeah)

- prodxmarv

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