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letra de do you love me - raq baby

[intro]
what they talm’ bout traigo
do ya love me
mmmm hmm, hmm
uh

[chorus]
do you love me?
if you did you wouldn’t put n0body above me
when i got rich, had all these b-tches tryna hug me
better up and fire that glizzy y’know this sh-t get ugly, ugly (huh, huh)
dug from the trenches i done seen like every drill
went and got my own hat ain’t no n-gga taught me how to k!ll, huh
labels working one, they tried to talk out a deal
n-gga mad i turnt his feature down, sh-t was trash and i’m for real, huh
n-gga f-ck everybody, ion do no feature, can’t do no song with them
got my brudda tryna whack the city, ion know what the f-ck be wrong with him
they say “raq hе ain the same, they gotta bе f-ckin cloning him”
got her friends all in my business, i told that b-tch i cannot bone in here (fffh, huh, bloaw)
fill his ass up
don’t give f-ck bout yo partna, will go dig his ass up, huh
pop sh-t on are own lil n-gga can’t never crash us
how the f-ck its smoke with the gang and a shot ain’t never passed us

[verse]
i had lost my gun up on a chase, next day i’m still totin
young n-gga sh-t, big ass 30 tryna fix i can’t it still pokin
caught em lacking don’t act like you got yo gun f-ck n-gga you still loafin
yall n-ggaa broke use to be sharing clothes f-ck n-gga y’all still bogus
can’t leave without that 30s i don’t play for the lackers
we never gave a f-ck when it came to us, will come spin on the pastor
bought the mag to my glock that bit’ go brrr, sh-t’ll move faster
scram-ass b-tch ain’t none but a nut i smashed her then i passed her
walked up on with bl!ck i turnt the partments forth of july
can’t be drivin to fast in the street we gon’ give f-ck if you totin or not, huh
you ain puttin in no work lately out on the block
why the f-ck is you all in the pot?
huh, talk the most sh-t but ain making no money
why the f-ck is you all in the spot?, huh
if you ain tryna put that p-ssy on me and my dawg, then b-tch get out
huh, go to the mall get what ever the f-ck i want’ cause i made a lot
huh, a n-gga know not to play crazy, still walk around with these big ass knots, huh
brought a extra glock, only 30 in my drac’ i might run out, huh
get some for yo sh-t, n-gga
we had spint you first, you still ain send no blitz, n-gga
ion wanna shoot no semi’ only fully sticks, n-gga
these n-ggas be fake throwed off n-gga, you a b-tch n-gga
[outro]
huh, huh

- raq baby

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