letra de double07 - raq baby
[intro]
(only see sh-t, four3va)
huh, yeah (mr. never gave a f-ck)
i’ma go to the opps’ grave (mr. flippin’ sh-t), ’bout to go take a p-ss on that sh-t, n-gga
on straight murder sh-t, b-tch, when you duckin’, get up with us
huh
[verse]
hate this new york sh-t, i cannot find me nothin’ to eat in brooklyn
b-tch, don’t ask me sh-t, b-tch, i don’t know, just know your heat is tooken
got locked up with your pole, you seen police, why he didn’t book it?
n-gga’s partner been dead for a year, still ain’t do sh-t, yeah, he so p-ssy
n-ggas scared of this sh-t, every time we pop out, streets so shooken
we be fresh as f-ck, every time we pop out, we got every frеak b-tch lookin’
if i say somethin’ to her, i bet i bе in every freak b-tch p-ssy
let ru tryna hold your pole, she slimed him out ’cause he so rookie
n-gga, don’t ever think you matter to me, lil’ b-tch, i beat on bullies
n-gga, we dead for real, we slapped a blank and she on fully
customized my stick, i put a handkerchief on the cookie
my bad, i forgot big bro was bangin’ b’s, a handkerchief on the bookie
security said i can’t bring the gun with me, said f-ck that sh-t, so i snuck it
that young n-gga an easy l!ck, i seen his car, so i pulled it
got a problem with takin’ n-ggas down, b-tch, i still would if i couldn’t
rich as f-ck, but i want his money, know d-mn well i would, but i shouldn’t
come here with some sh-t that we don’t got, we takin’ that sh-t, we some hoodlums
some n-ggas just don’t deserve it and most of these n-ggas be p-ssy
think you too big to get beat up, i’ll hire lil’ bro ‘nem to hook ’em
12 think they tough, hit them blue lights, you know d-mn well that we shook ’em
tried to up that lil’-ass bl!ck, 7.62 knocked the heat out his hand
these so-called opps don’t be on sh-t, sometimes, i think they be playin’
go up in the kitchen, ain’t got no glock, b-tch, you’ll get beat with a pan
she hate a n-gga like me, fly away after i skeet, rb peter pan
069, 1017, but dst be the clan
everybody know what that sh-t mean, but dsb be the brand
gotta pay a fee to get next to me, you gotta pay g ‘nem a grand
hide your dip, my 17 best you ever seen, this b-tch tan
huh, huh, try to stay away from half k!llers
all my k!llers got both feet in, no, i can’t f-ck with half n-ggas
if i can’t get to him myself, i bet that f-ckin’ bag get him
r-t-rded n-gga behind the wheel, ’bout my respect, i crash, n-gga
[outro]
yeah, b-tch-ass n-gga
last n-gga played with this sh-t, i bet you his ass got hit up, n-gga, i’ll bet you this, n-gga
i ain’t even gon’ say too much
y’all n-ggas know what the f-ck goin’ on, we gon’ keep steppin’ on y’all b-tch-ass n-ggas, stop playin’, yeah
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