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letra de aura freestyle - ridla

[intro]
(twelve run this track)
(?)
malistrippin’, dargs in the kitchen
(grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt)
[chorus]
look, if i’m being honest (look)
i’m a crook, my mindi is polished (i am, i am)
so mind how you look
bad one gives knowledge, she don’t know how i look and this corn ain’t stopping
cah’ line’s been took(?) and your hood i’m robbing
lost my plot, i’m plotting (i’m plotting)
who shot him?
i’m copping but acg ain’t paying for nothing (get that)
see what i like i’ma take it
can’t name me a time that i faked it
we cut through —, all the times it was vacant (some p-ssies)
get spot, he gets sprayed like his fragrance uh (grrt)
took an l and i ain’t got no patience (i ain’t got no patience)
so i wrapped to my guys in leyton
i need a glocka, late o’clock, petrol tank, and a ride, tryna turn men to flavors
[verse 1]
look at us blazing (look at us)
oh no, your dead friеnds, taste amazing
— in my benz
life’s what you makе it and they love pretend
don’t jump in a ride with no intent (?)
stay ’round k!llers, don’t be next
we-we-we drillers, mind are you slipping?
back-to-back k!llings
we put the real in drill, they ain’t feel it
i ain’t mentioning names i ain’t giving them promo (i ain’t giving them promo)
couldn’t give a f-ck if you dolo
make a men’s legs turn jelly when you runnin’ (riding?) all slow-mo
slipping in my block, that’s a no-no
make a white top turn red like sernogo
got gas when i see him, no h0m-
he’s naked still got smoked like a solo
back to the strip, phone jump like a pogo
make my phone line just twerk (twerk)
what you need i got men, i got work (yeah i got that)
but we better put trap sh-t first
then let the drillers on the block just lurk
just play your role make them know your worth (know that)
she saw me now she’s going berserk
telling lies on my name cah’ she wish i was her’s
err, kick that b-tch to the curb, silly b-tch (silly b-tch, silly b-tch)
grown men or little kids, ey
no mistake the beef we dictate (?)
if we ain’t riding the borough stay quiet
cah’ flagged up —, now he can meet his grave
yeah i’m malistrippin’ (grrt)
two men, one wap in the kitchen
just in case the handthing starts glitchin’
tryna add more to the list of our victims
i got beef with many men but it’s lyca cah’ the gang’s some veterans ( i do, i do)
ain’t a opp block that my n-ggas ain’t stepping in
really put work in the streets we relevant
four men turned corpse, but we still want more you know the gang’s stay greedy (gang stay needy)
see an opp, he get bored up easy
n-ggas want fame we can put them on a tv (bow-bow)
[pre-chorus]
i got rambos twinning that’s siamese, i got one on each side of me
oh please, and them boys love hide from we (wanna hide from we)
but we ain’t playing no hide and seek, it’s more like divide and conquer
why they run from the guys, yeah i wonder?
he backed his shank but mine was longer
backed his but mine was longer, ahh (ahh)
[chorus]
if i’m being honest (look)
i’m a crook, my mindi is polished (i am, i am)
so mind how you look
bad one gives knowledge, she don’t know how i look and this corn ain’t stopping
cah line’s been took(?) and your hood i’m robbing
lost my plot, i’m plotting (i’m plotting)
who shot him?
i’m copping but acg ain’t paying for nothing (get that)
see what i like i’ma take it
can’t name me a time that i faked it
we cut through —, all the times it was vacant (some p-ssies)
get spot, he gets sprayed like his fragrance uh (grrt)
took an l and i ain’t got no patience (i ain’t got no patience)
so i wrapped to my guys in leyton
i need a glocka, late o’clock, petrol tank, and a ride, tryna turn men to flavors

- ridla

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