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letra de ebs - rah gzz

[intro: nesty floxks]
8-oh-8-oh, 8-oh-8-oh
creep up gang
ayo, suck my d-ck, it’s that nesty floxks n-gga
8-oh-8-oh

[chorus: nesty floxks]
w-why would i lack wit’ the chop on my hip?
if he cl!ckin’, he better not miss
f-ck two shots, yeah, i’m lettin’ off six
word to my mother, they fast on their feet
tried to run rick, boy, he stepped in the streets
[verse 1: nesty floxks]
and he hopped in the v
bend through that block, wit’ like two or three glocks
boy, they better not duck when they run into me
smokin’ on tanky, we really made movies, in the spot wit’ a whole lotta smoochies
f-ck all the opps, it’s lose me or shoot me
don’t run, i’ma empty that uzi
melly in the cut, he gon’ еmpty the tooly
come to your block, then i’m shooting likе two or three
gang, look
come to your block, then i’m [?]
brand new gun, sh-t gotta kick
when you see me, you better not trip
brodie got shot for the shot, tryna spin through the opps
pray to god, he don’t miss
free pop gzz, he got stuck for some sh-t, what
in the back of the whip
free pop gzz, he got stuck for some sh-t, what
in the back of the whip, like
why is y’all saying my name in y’all songs?
like, who did y’all touch [?]
g-star, he spinnin’ alone
tryna catch ’em a rey, he ready to throw, like
lil gotti a b-tch, what
these hollows gon’ f-ck up his tissue
‘member broad day when melly use to beat you
use to beat you
[verse 2: rah gzz]
why they wanna act up?
y’all bend through the rey in a black truck
if i spot me a 30, get packed up
lil nesty and melly all blacked up, listen
tryna put something down, tryna pack ’em
last opp got beat like a packer
you ain’t spin for your mans, go and pack some
lil jessie ran rick like a track star
spin through the opps, tryna catch me a new one
that’s a opp, then we got us a new one
i’ma keep cl!ckin’, i ain’t tryna prove none
that’s a opp in the spot, n-gga, boom ’em
me and bro, nesty, we smokin’ on boomer
and lil taki got hit wit’ that ruler
how you mention my mans, you ain’t do none
lil jessie ran fast, tryna boom ’em
i’ma keep spinnin’, they lack, then it’s to bad
smokin’ benji and yellow, i’m too smacked
i’ma keep spinnin’, aimin’ at his durag

[chorus: nesty floxks]
w-why would i lack wit’ the chop on my hip?
if he cl!ckin’, he better not miss
f-ck two shots, yeah, i’m lettin’ off six
word to my mother, they fast on their feet
tried to run rick, boy, he stepped in the streets
[outro: rah gzz & nesty floxks]
suck my d-ck, don’t come to my block in that f-ckin’ v, man
y’all know what’s in the coat
grrr, 8-oh-8-oh

- rah gzz

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