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letra de gear 420! - redster

[intro: toro]
all this f-ckin’ talking, ain’t n0body talkin’ bout money b-tch lets gooo

[verse 1: redster]
woah, woah, woah
[?] pushing one-hundred, i’m cutting off the brains (cutting off the brains)
i’m on the i-95 where i’m [?], switching off the lanes (switching off the lanes)
i’m wearing [?], no this is not [?] (not [?])
i got a h-llion trucker, no chrome heart on me or my gang (no it don’t be on gang)
you could be ditto or [?], the two of us are never the same (no we was never the same)
me and my b-tch walking in, double trouble like jesse and james (jesse and james)
uh, big body whip is likе bane (ha)
give a f-ck about whatevеr you say
yeah, my n-ggas [?] in the motion
i didn’t rent it, no b-tch, i just own it
these n-ggas just hang with the rodents
they losin’ they focus
he done f-cked up, get him a bag and some [?]
i need me a moment
water drippin’ from the wrist, man the stones hit
playin’ with a switch finna leave that boy soakin’

[break: redster, jeesh]
i take a hit of the [?]
aaahaa uhhhuhhhuhhh
[verse 2: redster]
this front [?], know he wrapped up in the rotation
my gang chased him
like they hate him
talkin’ that bullsh-t, pullin’ up, shanks him
these n-ggas trash
i can’t crank ’em
my sh-t, got your b-tch, and my b-lls finna drain ’em
avatar blue thumbs, got ’em from the paper
me and jeesh goin’ mach 5 in an all white wheeled speed racer

[verse 1: jeesh]
aaahaa
it’s whatever if i craaaaash
i take whatever i feel in the moment
put all that sh-t in the dash
[?] just like everyone else
that tint on your windows a mask
you ain’t gotta honor sh-t whatever you do
[?] give a f-ck if you crash
i told jit, “don’t hand me that za now” (hand me that za now)
don’t pass me that rock now (pass me that rock now)
i ain’t finna pack, i ain’t [?] now
and they wonder how imma casket that jit (tuh)
sh-t only god know (okay)
we beat down the block to the [?]
i pop, this gon’ be a large [?] (brrrrr)
it’s a [?] down here (yah)
ain’t a lot of livin’ around here (yah, yah)
you f-ck around, dig up the ground here (yah, yah)
you gon’ see big 4 down here (yah, yah)
so i might start prayin’ to god (yah, yah)
soon if [?] bullets, if i get shot (yah, yah)
promise my mama i live full life (drop, drop)
yah, yah, yah, b-tch

- redster

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