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letra de no static - real boston richey

[intro]
(known to let that mac fly just like my n-gga doe)

[verse 1]
uh, uh
percocets and strong blacks (uh)
i hit her off the strong back (uh)
n-gga, you don’t even know ’bout that (uh)
i can f-ck a b-tch i’ll never break a sweat (uh)
i’m runnin’ down, i’m on they ass just like charles manson (uh)
i ain’t never leavin’ my bm, b-tch, just stop askin’
2012, none of you broke ass n-ggas was going to classes
it’s time to bring the bubbs back up, n-gga, i miss taxin’
i don’t know ’bout you, but, i ain’t never flipped a b-tch taxes
i’m quick to show a n-gga, i ain’t doing all that riff-raffin’
been rappin’ all my life, but, seven months in i’m rapping
if you a real trap n-gga, you know i’m talking plastic
and if you really done clapped n-ggas, then, you ain’t scared of the casket
i gave my b-tch ten bands i tell hеr to fill her basket
“go buy some gucci, buy chanеl, b-tch, ’cause you the baddest”
they say they rather the realist over the baddest, d-mn that’s malice
but, either way she playin’ games and i ain’t talkin’ madden
she acting lame she told me , “stick yo’ finger inside my panties”
bought you a flight to stand on business, b-tch, i ain’t yo’ daddy
i left a b-tch out in cali’, she was acting sassy
i heard her family wanna whack me, but, they know i’m rappin’
they know i stay in traffic
know i’m toting big ol’ weapons
they know i’m riding with them k!llers don’t speak on nothin’ that happened
[chorus]
b-tch ass n-gga don’t want no static (mm)
b-tch an n-gga don’t want no static (hm-mm)
every glizzy i tote, you know this b-tch a automatic
i’m tryna face time a n-gga (ooh), close casket

[verse 2]
(hm) real k!llers move silent
(hm) real k!llers come through move silent’
never hidin’, only thing we duckin’ sirens
cops [?] come through (skrrt), this a wide body
n-gga you gon k!ll, or you gon’ cry about it?
i swept a b-tch right off her feet, she say she blindsided
last b-tch, she got caught cheatin’ and she lied ’bout it
they screamin’ bros over hoes i gotta boycott it
(uh) wait- sidetrack n-gga (uh), sidetrack
(uh) wait- sidetrack n-gga (uh), sidetrack
before i hit the stage, got to do a sound check
ain’t nothin’ of miami hoes ain’t got nun on that broward neck
(uh) wait- sidetrack n-gga (uh), sidetrack
(uh) wait- sidetrack n-gga (uh), sidetrack
young miami got you hoes think you gettin’ a check
ho, move yo’ t–th, yo’ childish ass can’t even give no head
hold up, i’m sidetrackin’, baby, i’m sidetracked (d-mn)
i’m sidetrackin’, baby, i’m sidetracked (d-mn)
i’m just talkin’ out my ass you know i ain’t meant that
you posting ass all on ig i’m tryna hit that
[chorus]
b-tch ass n-gga don’t want no static (mm)
b-tch an n-gga don’t want no static (hm-mm)
every glizzy i tote, you know this b-tch a automatic
i’m tryna face time a n-gga (ooh), close casket

- real boston richey

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