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letra de summers mine - rooga

[hook]
i make the bread round here so b-tch don’t give me no f-ckin’ lip
i need some head right now so b-tch come give me your f-ckin’ lips
and i got a lot on my plate today so i gotta f-ckin’ dip
and you ain’t hoppin’ on this flight with me so please don’t f-ckin’ trip
pop out that vino like ‘fah’ yeah he caught them shots to the back of the brain
then i take off like ha, yeah, you shouldn’t have been tweakin’ wit scr-pp and the gang
don’t care bout the weather, get clapped in the rain
woke up feelin’ like sn-tchin’ a chain
now yo peoples like “what happened to gang?”
he was just in the back with the gang

[verse}
lil’ n-gga but i can handle a nickle
beam on it for the man in the middle
and it got a scope, you can get little
this b-tch, he a knock the head off a nickle
pull up and pop at yo people
now i got ’em bobbin’ and weavin’
the way i kept poppin’ and squeezin’
boy i shoulda got an achievement
this sh-t here, stoppin’ yo breathin’
disappear, hop in the demon
don’t make me call up moochie lean ’em
all i gotta say is moochie lean ’em
i almost crashed the whip on the e-way, i was leanin’
i was hittin’ the plug up every day, ain’t gon’ lie i was fienin’
until i fell asleep and missed the flight that’s when i stopped drinkin’
i made a hunnit overnight, that’s when i start thinkin’
like now they gotta pay me now, i just had a little boy i got a baby now
it been gettin’ a little crazy now, if you touch him you gon’ have to lay me down

[verse]
all we know is k!ll, that sh-t got me back in my ways
all we know is k!ll, ain’t sh-t changed from back in the days
ridin’ round with nut, he f-ck around had that drink in the back of the srt8
and we be high speed so 12 won’t get to see these license plates
b-tch don’t yell out scr-pp gang if you not one of mine
took my shirt off in that b-tch like it’s the summer time
i don’t like yo face so i’m gon’ f-ck you from behind
the way this sh-t been bussin’ it look like the summer mine
fonem poppin’ 30s and i ain’t talkin’ bout no yerkies
fonem pulled up, hopped out chased him, heard they did him dirty
10 in the mornin’ we gon’ catch him buyin’ squares bright and early
when scr-pp gang walk inside the party why everybody nervous?
you wanna walk in the club when you don’t even know that the opps in the club
now you brought a bop to the club, boy you f-ck around and get popped in the club
and please do not reach for no money cuz that’s not no reason to die for a dub
it is what it is, you know what you know n-gga you knew what the f-ck it was
we don’t do no backdoor, we do front door, it’s a difference
disrespect them scr-pp gang members, you might end up missin’
draco on me, i can shoot that lil’ sh-t from a distance
and this b-tch so loud it’ll make a deaf n-gga listen
and i don’t do no internet, don’t @ me in no mentions
if you lookin’ for me n-gga you can catch me in them trenches
couldn’t make relationships with n-ggas cuz we was jumpin’ fences
if a n-gga disrespect scr-pp that’ll be his last sentence on fonem

- rooga

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