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letra de solid - reck binlit

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i was 5 wen i lost my dad, them bullets flying fast

try to make me forget about my past, dem bullets scarred my ass

every night i had to walk the strip never forget ma grip

u wanna talk da sh-t and spark da bl!ck im shootin at ya whip

m. capone
a slide out n pop u like a zit
we stay mobbin wit dem mopps n dem sticks

masked down hoodied up never worried bout no snitch

i got my day ones since the sand so uk they bout that sh-t (this that gang n-gga)

make u feel these hollow tips

spin da block i spot a opp

i take his top his coofy drop

the streets get hot

his family hurt cause he got shot

but for my gang i did a lot

my brothers comin like a flock

no matter blood
or we not

it’s forever f-ck da opps

yeh uk how we rokk
stand on everything u say to me

stay up in ya spot

mfs playing both side

they switching alot

i can’t trust a soul

they a wipe ya nose

kus u snot

i was 5 wen i lost my dad, them bullets flying fast

try to make me forget about my past, dem bullets scarred my ass

every night i had to walk the strip never forget ma grip

u wanna talk da sh-t and spark da bl!ck im shootin at ya whip

m. capone
a slide out n-gga n pop u like a zit

i stay mobbin wit dem mopps n dem sticks
masked down hoodied up never worried bout no snitch

i got my day ones since the sand so uk they bout that sh-t (this that gang n-gga)

older heads told me in dis life

u gotta keep trying

when n-ggas want pressure

then that’s wen u applying

claiming dat dey gangsta
wen sh-t hit the fan

then they crying

gwap call me n menace

we be on da bully we terrorizing

late night in da trenches duckin da mf cops

ima father to the streets like a mf pops

heading to the top n i ain’t gone stop

n-ggas want my spot

we couldn’t even swap

wen we come thru we might

just take
everything u got

n-ggas say it’ be beef

but ain’t worried bout da ox

u see the red dots

on ya body chicken pox

i was 5 wen i lost my dad, them bullets flying fast

try to make me forget about my past, dem bullets scarred my ass

every night i had to walk the strip never forget ma grip

u wanna talk da sh-t and spark da bl!ck im shootin at ya whip

m capone
a slide out n-gga n pop u like a zit

i stay mobbin wit dem mopps n dem sticks

masked down hoodied up never worried bout no snitch

i got my day ones since the sand so uk they bout that sh-t (this that gang n-gga)

- reck binlit

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