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letra de wockhardt freestyle - rio da yung og & nuez

[intro]
(let me know when it drop, nuez)
ghetto boyz sh-t, n-gga

[verse]
i was ridin’ ’round with a handgun that’ll drop a plane
me and you could wear the same sh-t, but we not the same
had my whole right shoulder sore when i shot the k
i just drunk a pint of lean, i got a wock’ to say
b-tch, when we f-ck, you gon’ leave, why you tryna stay?
ninety thousand in, that’s just one watch and chain
sh-t talker, i could drop a mixtape and make you stop today
if you a rap n-gga
every time you see me out, i got a strap with me
i’ma keep pressin’ that on you, ’cause i ain’t that n-gga
n-gga try to take somethin’, he gettin’ whacked, n-gga
n-gga think it’s fake, we sippin’—
n-gga think we sippin’ fakе drank, you smokin’ crack, n-gga
and if your mans agree, he smokin’ crack with you
man, i disagree
four hoes on me now еatin’—
four hoes on me now— alright
four hoes on me now, i’m finna trick or treat
n-gga, i ain’t have no gifts under the christmas tree
for the first christmas, asked— alright
when i was twelve, asked my mama can i get a heat?
she said, “yeah, but you gotta take it down the street”
i’ll jump out on feet, i ain’t gotta— n-gga
f-ck a drive-by, i’ll jump out on feet, n-gga
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
b-tch, if you let me f-ck and i nut in you, you stuck with me
b-tch, hey, i got a buck with me
hundred k cash, plus i got a hundred
hundred buckshots in the shotgun, i’ll touch somethin’
y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t, we them one ones
we them one f-ckers, yeah
and your b-tch is a d-ck sucker, n-gga, ayy
b-tch, i got big boogers in my watch
yeah, i got six bullets in the glock
but i’ma make ’em count, everybody gettin’ hit up top
yeah, n-gga, i’m off a six of wock’
finna pour another six up, bro, go get a pop
and i got the— the bl!ck up, i ain’t gettin’ robbed
ayy, i think i’m gettin’ watched
so i’m fresh as h-ll, bape’d down even to my socks, n-gga
i got bored and went and bought a watch, n-gga
i went broke and went and bought a glock
the glock stopped workin’ on me, i went and bought a chop
stole the n-gga car and took it to the body shop
ayy, lil’ b-tch lil’ body hot
she always ot
n-ggas talkin’ crazy ’cause they can’t live like me
n-gga, this an eight, i ain’t never poured a three
you ain’t never seen me out in public with no heat
n-gga, you know how i’m rockin’
flint town, n-gga, i’ll jump out and get it poppin’
n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck we at the doctor
y’all n-ggas is imposters
n-gga, i got another on my roster
let me hear that sh-t

- rio da yung og nuez

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