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letra de grim reaper 2 - raq baby

[intro]
huh, yeah
uh, uh
uh
like everyday i wake up its another n-gga hate me everyday, another a new n-gga’ ion even know em, it be like gah d-mn

[chorus]
huh, what he say? raq where ya at n-gga i’ma k!ll you
ight’
ion want smoke with none of you internet gangsta sh-t for children, ight’
opp n-gga died we meet up and make a toast b-tch we been drillin ‘ight
one day everybody gotta die, its gon’ be alright
know a opp n-gga that shoot on sight, he know i keep my fye
diamond got me [?] n-ggas again, bet i last on the dice
eviction notice on yo door spent ya last on a ice
made a video when i bust ya hoe, got d-mn her p-ssy tight

[verse]
like d-mn these n-ggas pie
said they was gon’ k!ll me when i came home, they better not even try
n-gga suppose to be my bro he really want me to die
everybody against me for no reason, never gave me a reason why
huh, but they want war so f-ck em, huh
see one of ‘them then bust em
still got the same opps, you use to be broke so you better not touch em, huh
i ain’t the type to cop no plea will n-gga i still don’t trust em
prolly against me they thought i would leave a n-gga just keep it a hunna, huh
i’m smoking weed with my pilot, n-gga i ain’t no were hidin
had a get away from alot of sh-t i’d f-ck around catch me a body
got a s-xy b-tch she got better brain i think she got it from college
and the bit’ kept it solid
let me f-ck then tell n0body
[chorus]
huh, what he say? raq where ya at n-gga i’ma k!ll you
ight’
ion want smoke with none of you internet gangsta sh-t for children, ight’
opp n-gga died we meet up and make a toast b-tch we been drillin ‘ight
one day everybody gotta die, its gon’ be alright
know a opp n-gga that shoot on sight, he know i keep my fye
diamond got me [?] n-ggas again, bet i last on the dice
eviction notice on yo door spent ya last on a ice
made a video when i bust ya hoe, got d-mn her p-ssy tight

[verse 2]
catch a hat with them spinners
give all my cash to the dealers
better not lack, will k!ll ya
leaving his cap in his denim
don’t block tryna slide in a sinner
for bro we park in that rental
load the [?] with my mirror
already in the mix put in a blender
dont touch me when ever we fl!ckin’
my b-tch she really be trippin
exotic bag come straight from [?]
dirty sprite been what i’m sippin
ion want that b-tch she really fishy
all on the opps d-ck, b-tch you trippin
know i’m the type leave a opp be missin’
i ain’t stuntin no b-tch, i’m bout my millions
n-gga why you talkin loud?, yeen like that
when them bullets hit his ass i hope he fight back
he say “raq n-gga, i’ma k!ll you”, why you type that?
prolly cus’ bro ‘nem took him down, can’t get his pipe back

[outro]
huh, what he say? raq where ya at n-gga i’ma k!ll you
ight’
ion want smoke with none of you internet gangsta sh-t for children, ight’
opp n-gga died we meet up and make a toast b-tch we been drillin ‘ight
one day everybody gotta die, its gon’ be alright
know a opp n-gga that shoot on sight, he know i keep my fye
diamond got me [?] n-ggas again, bet i last on the dice
eviction notice on yo door spent ya last on a ice
made a video when i bust ya hoe, got d-mn her p-ssy tight

- raq baby

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