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letra de belt freestyle - realrichizzo, 24lik & baby threat

[intro: realrichizzo]
belt gang sh-t
uh-huh
rip jumpout
mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm (think we found a loophole)

[verse 1: realrichizzo]
missed the funeral, so we goin’ to his repass (uh-huh)
opp b-tch, i just f-cked her in my ski mask
the door’s locked, so i’m finna use the keypad (for real)
i just put a dollar on my neck with your cheap ass (a hundred)

[verse 2: glizzy & realrichizzo]
(grrt), that’s the fully (that’s the fully)
chopper on me yellin’ out the window, “rip woody” (n-gga)
i don’t need a ski, i’ll hop out with a hoodie (for real)
we rollin’ off a jigga, better not say nothin’ to me (i’m booted up)

[verse 3: 24lik]
eenie, meenie, miney, mo, catch an opp, he dead (he in the ground)
can’t catch a state case, all my n-ggas goin’ fed
ridin’ with baby drac’, finna rock his ass to bed
my b-tch mad as f-ck, i done left her ass on read

[verse 4: cashgang mike]
ain’t f-ckin’ with you if you never slid for mike brown (rip mb)
i’m a shark, he got a kit, i’m finna bite down (grrr)
got a drop on a pit, i’m goin’ right now (i’m on the way)
i’m tryna bump into an opp, but ain’t no strike ’round
[verse 5: baby threat & realrichizzo]
call izz, i be with them sharks, we in inskster bendin’ (i’m with them sharks)
24 good on the t, the last n-ggas in it (belt gang)
in the field, don’t mention us ’cause they know we blitzed ’em (yeah)
we caught n-ggas trollin’ on the ‘gram, the last post is, “rip ’em”
f-cked an opp b-tch, she ain’t know i smoked her brother (uh-huh)
play my role with her just so i can get her cousin
the drac’ take souls, let the wood hit ’em (brrt)
switch jammed the last drill, but l’ma still k!ll ’em (i’m on his ass)

[verse 6: realrichizzo]
i got my belt, i’m finna show you what this gun do (uh-huh)
we five deep, so i’m hangin’ out the sunroof (n-gga)
ran him down, he ain’t got nowhere to run to (brrt)
we ain’t a band, but f-cked around and brought a drum through

[verse 7: glizzy]
at his drop, sittin’ on him, me and bt (baby 3)
them belts stompin’ on the yard, yeah, free key (free the banger)
don’t need twenty-five reasons, i ain’t gt
if i see an opp inside a—, it’s gon’ be free me

[verse 8: t street soda]
before a drill, you know i gotta do my homework (i’m sittin’ on ’em)
last skit was out the srt8, i blew my pole first
“whoop dat” trendin’, my n-gga izzo got the hoes turnt (whoop dat)
ain’t have a ski, i wrapped my face up with my own shirt

- realrichizzo 24lik baby threat

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