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letra de triple threat - realdea! mario x smxke1ne x jd0t

[intro]
ey ey [?] on this b-tch now
back to back sh-t (brrrah)
b-tch (know the f-ck going on n-gga)

[verse (realdea! mario)]
ey, we gon’ murder for the bro
murder all yo hoes
murder that lil snitch who standing right up with that door
murder with this [?] jam
murder time it just that eating that sh-t good
move ya hand we be dumping heavy 10 time 10
[verse (smxke1ne)]
i got want one hoe
but i got like 10 switching em like benz
don’t come if this party (ey, ey)
if you sorry b-tch we came to win
throw them glocks up in a river bet they won’t be found
feel like gunna with this sh-t i put on [?] them finna drown ([?])

[verse (realdea! mario)]
ey, might bust another gun
me and jay be ripping beats
i think we had another one lets do it (lets do it, lets do it)
bro stand up n-gga
almost makе em’ sick
you made me sick from all that ridе a n-gga
hop off my d-ck that’s only for your b-tch

[verse (jd0t)]
ey, lil bro where he at go grab the tech
i’m pushing p i grab his v and
ima take it off his neck and wear the rest (strip em, strip em)
when i catch him ima put this nike [?] right to his chest
bro just do it put that pistol to his dome and make him lose it

[verse (smxke1ne)]
this hoe stupid she be acting clueless, think she shot by cupid
i could never do the same thing my life like a movie
i go body for body i’m stacking up
these lame ass n-ggas just keep on talking and talking
they getting me mad enough, this money just keep on adding up
feel like [?] back in 17 cause i been painting pictures (17)
f-cking on his [?] pray to god that he don’t forgive me (that he don’t, that he don’t, dumb [?], that he don’t, ay)
i be tryna change, from my ways but i keep on sinnin’
think it’s for the best if them n-ggas just stop tryna k!ll

[verse (realdea! mario)]
she gon’ slurp me up gelato, f-cking frapo
touch a [?] sh-lls ya lock em, motherf-cking taco
i don’t argue with no b-tch, i k!ll your mans and that’s your macho
tune this sh-t just like tobacco
we be different how we be moving [?] getting k!lled like pablo
i start with them [?] they make my head hurt
yeah she love it in her car so you have that bed work
and no calling where we playin look we know that’s how them feds work
make her leg hurt, you broke a-s n-ggas need some d-mn work

[verse (jd0t) & (realdea! mario)]
and i say, step, go and find dollars, look in every room and every store
make sure you duck the cops (make sure you)

2 shot like pac like a pocket 223 in hollow socks
can’t get tired this ain’t no [?]
all my opps gon die in rot

[verse (smxke1ne),(realdea! mario), & (jd0t)]
smoking blunts all up up in the game, you know ima bang
ima take that n-ggas [?] cause now that p-ssy boy be [?]

send 2 shots right to his brain, go on his body and take his chain

i can’t trust these lame a-s, f-ck a-s n-ggas all they want is fame

[song is in the process of being transcribed]

- realdea mario x smxke1ne x jd0t

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