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letra de crystal clear - rio da yung og

[intro]
put my hands on a bag, make it disappear
that water whip i got, this sh-t crystal clear
if you catch me in a n-gga club, is a pistol near
pop the hood, grab a couple bags, engine in the rear
7 grams in a wood, you just lit a square
8 lines of old red, you be sipping beer
on my way to my other crib, i just hit a deer
pistol in my hand while i’m rapping, shoot the engineer

[verse 1]
aye, let’s get this sh-t crackin’
20 people pulled up to the trap, man this b-tch slappin’
21 shots in the glock, man this b-tch savage
tried to moonwalk on the work, i done tripped backwards
i don’t f-ck with qualitest cuz the sh-t nasty
drinkin’ red with my pinky out, takin’ sips classy
fou-five with breathing holes, this b-tch got asthma
30 shots, leave you with more holes than a ritz cracker
pop a n-gga in the store, right by the chip baggies
i ain’t sellin’ nicks and dimes, i need a big baggie
made a 20 at the crib, i’m in here relaxin’
i ain’t have to sell a piece of dope, i’m in this b-tch rappin’
shot a n-gga in his head and pushed the sh-t backwards
my n-gga pulled up with some qually and i b-tch slapped him
i’m still bout to drink this sh-t, but i’m unhappy
i’m still walkin’ through the dope house, in these big b-st-rds
paid a ransom for your son, we just kidnapped em’
i tried to calm ghosts down, he took six addys
i just bust a book open, i’m on the fifth chapter
pop a n-gga ‘fore i get the money, i hit l!cks backwards
[hook]
put my hands on a bag, make it disappear
that water whip i got, this sh-t crystal clear
if you catch me in a n-gga club, is a pistol near
pop the hood, grab a couple bags, engine in the rear
7 grams in a wood, you just lit a square
8 lines of old red, you be sipping beer
on my way to my otha’ crib, i just hit a deer
pistol in my hand while i’m rapping, shoot the engineer

[verse 2]
pop a n-gga watch him bleed, he need a tampon
shoot his ass from cross the street, i got the flash on
when i’m out of town swiping cards, my name antwan
man y’all n-ggas full of cap, put a hat on
n-gga pulled up in the rt, with the stamp on it
forgiato’s on the h-llcat, i took a cr-p on ’em

[beat pauses]

just nodded off on the beat, i took a nap on it
thousand dollars cash, he want ri to put his stamp on it
beat a n-gga ass, tie him up then put all blacks on him
handicap flow man my porsche gone need a ramp on it
producer ain’t mix the song right, i pulled the strap on him
[outro]
put my hands on a bag, make it disappear
that water whip i got, this sh-t crystal clear
if you catch me in a n-gga club, is a pistol near
pop the hood, grab a couple bags, engine in the rear

- rio da yung og

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