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letra de shottas - realbleeda

[intro]
whole lotta bleeda sh-t

[hook]
shottas rolling wit them shottas
this sh-t get violent on my mama
pour out my feelings in a bottle
wit no prescriptions i get higher
don’t need you telling me you proud of me
know it ain’t come from the heart that ain’t your honesty
bro like how i slang that chopper he said he out on me
you ain’t ride for yourself how you gon ride for me

[verse 1]
you can catch me swerving on a opp block tryna bust a opp noggin
this pretty b-tch so fine i have to put her in a crop top
she ain’t wearing no socks, shorty want her feet out
and she know i put this glizzy on a b-tch she don’t wanna be out
and i hope you got one in the head be ready when i see yall
bring your set tires screechin it’s a scat when im banging at you you ain’t bangin back
bust your brains it f-cks up your melanin
man these n—as 30 why you scared of me
probably cuz i i stepped on his cousin n em
probably cuz i i stepped on his brother n em
collect 100 racks off his trapboy
you hiding from me then i go get your mother nem
leave a p-ssy foreign in the street left his doors open made him beat his feet
you almost died you made it by a string and im a murk yo ass next time we meet
you better know that its up there with me when shots rang off leave holes all in your tee
ain’t you visiting your boy at church tomorrow
tear your f-cking car up now you can’t even wear a shirt tomorrow
oh you forgot it huh like you forgot to blow your rocket huh
f-ck a banga 3 im a pop it now
stupid b-tch ain’t even have his head on this ain’t rocket science
[hook]
shottas rolling wit them shottas
this sh-t get violent on my mama
pour out my feelings in a bottle
wit no prescriptions i get higher
don’t need you telling me you proud of me
know it ain’t come from the heart that ain’t your honesty
bro like how i slang that chopper he said he out on me
you ain’t ride for yourself how you gon ride for me

[verse 2]
i be with real shottas, back to back pennin to this
want smoke with us this b-tch on childlock like you finna get your issue
ian gotta say too much just want that get back for my members
said they feel my pain but i won’t feel better until i get them
them bleedas pull up on your block tryna drop a 100 in a n—a
b-tch this ain’t no scared business the lord just be saving n—as
told the squad don’t be mad he gon slip again be patient wit em
n—a f-ck the justice b-tch we the justice for my babies n—a

- realbleeda

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