letra de ready - rah digga
[verse 1: rah digga]
y’all know the voice, y’all know the set
y’all know who’s the b-tch who’s a [?] threat
posted up while i’m sipping on the dry martini
had to leave n-ggas [?], trippin off that henny
lay low, mommy, [?]
in my blood, i ain’t gotta be beef [?]
i’d rather hit the range, and exersize my knuckles
getting [?] quicker than some [?] shuffle
she’s [?], she’s that broad
all the rest of y’all is wh0res
i’m doing jigga numbers, my team in london
using golf club bags, just to stash the guns in
a pretty ass revolver, that’ll teach you a lesson
38 that convert to a 357
a crib in the woods, with a couple [?]
all my neighbors like rah, i got you on [?]
flip [?] whips, keep [?] painted
y’all be all stressed out, with [?]
[verse 2: spliff star]
n-ggas mad, ’cause my name up in [?] lights
jewelry [?] with so much ice
pocket full of dead people, rute of all evil
n-ggas know better, i c-ck, spit that egle
i’m blazing [?] known crack spot
i pulls up on your block, in a two tone drop
got b-tches all over, i’m a casanova
chicks with credit, got dough like ohpra
go to war like a soldier, think like a boss
got blow by the bricks, call me boston george
it’s like hammer time, n-ggas can’t touch this
bet your girlfriend, she fiending to suck this
f-ck this, n-ggas better show some manners
got monkey black guns, insert bananas
flipmode, we posted up
paper rock, n-gga, i’ll show you what’s up
i work
like my n-gga blue devinci
had more happy days than ralph and richie
in rio de janeiro, with [?]
with so much money, i can be here weekly
g-4 flights, i live that life
that black credit card, feel smooth with the swipe
yeah, we do this for real, we don’t play with this
organized thugs, we ok with this
yeah, i’m [?] n-ggas [?] play that
broad daylight, [?] wave cap
spliff star doing it, flipmode pursuing it
i give it to you [?] what you gon’ do with it?
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