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letra de lightwork freestyle - rondomontana

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{intro]
grr, brra, brra
brrap, baow baow baow

[chorus]
come now, let me get this started
before [?], gang left him r-t-rded
i defend man’s block like giggs
so don’t get shot for talking the hardest
got sweets but i don’t make confectionary
glocks, rambos my secondary
we left countless guys in the cemetery
imma say their names ’til it’s legendary
come now, let me get this started
before [?], gang left him r-t-rded
i defend man’s block likе giggs
so don’t get shot for talking the hardest
got sweets but i don’t makе confectionary
glocks, rambos my secondary
we left countless guys in the cemetery
imma say their names ’til it’s legendary
[verse 1]
it was one zk, then two zks, that was stuck in someone’s body
i heard it went clink inside, like a fork and a knife
don’t laugh cah that sh-t ain’t funny
up and down my block like a seesaw
they don’t ride cah they’re scared of the nee nor
trust, i went with 6 and beat 4
p-ssed, cah i would have dropped 1 if i beat more
i see all these guys tryna link up
they all wet it, don’t matter, been rubbed
he was at crib with a b-tch getting d-ck sucked
i was on the block in a whip with this stick tucked
jump out quick, no time to react
and red card them like mr. seqpac
this glock, i love it, came in jet black
imma make her bust right in your chest, akh
i don’t do no subliminal threats
n-ggas know me, i say it with chest
how can you call your n-gga your friend
when you bought him a [?], should have copped him a vest
jailhouse settings, [?}
chef, razor blade in your neck
fives been dropped, i wonder who’s next? (hmm)
i wonder

[verse 2]
fill up the car with shanks and poles
go home if you hear i’m on route with smoke
something got smoked, three shots, no alchy
p-ssed cah he didn’t make it home
when lts ride out, sh-t gets fried out
went to the shop cah i had a little dry mouth
but [?], look at him tryna hide out
chef, chef him up ’til he cries out
110, no circular
i’m in a passy, blacked out with a burner tucked
trust, how many men done heard of us?
but still ain’t came back tryna murder us
f-ck, the ralis concerned of us
got half of the team in a serco bus
why you rapping on beats, my n-gga?
who you shot or cheffed in these streets, my n-gga?
[chorus]
come now, let me get this started
before [?], gang left him r-t-rded
i defend man’s block like giggs
so don’t get shot for talking the hardest
got sweets but i don’t make confectionary
glocks, rambos my secondary
we left countless guys in the cemetery
imma say their names ’til it’s legendary
come now, let me get this started
before [?], gang left him r-t-rded
i defend man’s block like giggs
so don’t get shot for talking the hardest
got sweets but i don’t make confectionary
glocks, rambos my secondary
we left countless guys in the cemetery
imma say their names ’til it’s legendary

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