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letra de ask me - rob gates

intro:

n-gga, ayo i told them n-ggas this sh-t get real scary (i’m in the backseat with two strap heats), 45 minutes away (and i’m ’bout to play, wassup!), 5 hours away from you n-ggas (i’m right here, n-gga!), i’m not even playin’, hold up, b-tch, tell ’em how i pull up (it’s rob gates, n-gga! da cloth!), yeah get my vocals right for me, i told ’em what i told ’em though, chup, haha, i scream 5 automatic, n-gga (speed what up!), hahahahaha, you’re on my toe, lil’ n-gga, uh, look

verse 1: rob gates:

pink dots glew let it glock through (pink dots!)
these n-ggas pac? and robbers
i know some n-ggas in my hood, who’ll stop yo’ pockets (then gon’ stop yo’ sh-t!)
you leavin’ witcho chain, that’s not a option, heh n-gga
my sh-t beyond toxic, rifle with the optics
i told my youngin shoot, n-gga hit a object (hit a n-gga!)
but i never let ’em see me sweat (i could never let ’em!)
he got hit they left brain, on his tv deck (they spilled…!)
i got some sh-t i ain’t seen the check (i ain’t seen the check!)
i ain’t f-ckin’ up the 2020, these n-ggas runnin’ from me (hey, run around!)
and i never really needed a feature (never needed it!)
i never seen a rap n-gga, eager to meet ya
but i f-ck with who i f-ck with (yeah)
y’all n-ggas on some hoe sh-t (yeah)
whole lotta k!llas i’m affiliated with ’em (i’m affiliated!)
i got situations with ’em, 50 shot on the passenger (50!)
lil’ n-gga suited in the backseat

chorus:
and before he shoot it he gon’ ask me x4
uh, and before he shoot it he gon’ ask me x2

verse 2: m.a.v.:

yeah, that’s five-seven, holdin’ 20 sh-t that’s good and plenty (it’s more than enough)
sh-t, that n-gga that’s ridin’ with you make the 5 friendly (it’s him)
a dollar on yo’ head it won’t require any
he don’t know no better, he different, he done retired many
i always take a n-gga under the wings (i always bring one in)
once he get to the other side, crown him, make him a king (nope)
went from chain sn-tchers and car thieves to wavin’ his thing
first he kissed the hand of who gave him life, tastin’ the ring (muah)
i play the dark, n-ggas rarely in it
he got it parked and near the parked, muzzle break for the sparks that’s somethin’ that’s rarely in it (y’all can’t handle that)
i be writin’ he wreakin’ havoc, they swear he timid (yeah)
i get a order he on you n-ggas, i swear you finished
my spittin’ image i’m seein’ the similarities
aggressive with the measure since way of thinkin’ is scarin’ me (sh-t is scary…)
as crazy as it is he wanna feel my trust
it’s never them, what would you do, if you was us…

chorus: rob gates:

and before he shoot it he gon’ ask me x2
uh, and before he shoot it he gon’ ask me x2

- rob gates

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