letra de get active freestyle - rundown spaz
[chorus]
say you wanna be loaded gang
n-gga welcome to death row
i still got n-ggas in the trenches selling dog like petco
these hoes be f-cking wit the opps so they won’t never get my lo
old boy was dissing on my brother, chopper made his head swole
b-tch go slide bout yo cousin
ha, go slide bout yo bro
remember hoes was laughing at me
do my dance on all them hoes
that lil b-tch told you that she love you
but she still ain’t drop the lo
remember me that t-shirt king
yeah, im the one that dropped ya bro
[verse]
we out here lurking, heard them p-ssy n-ggas at a funeral
we gone spin through all the churches
smoking dope out bible verses
you say it’s problems with that gang, but loaded g we solved them first
n-gga talkin bout bodies in them songs, i want the n-ggas that got one first
he couldn’t spot me, got him first
choppa chop him that b-tch twerk
first we had popped him like a perk
now he in my wood, got put in the dirt
say go get active bout yo partner, go get active bout yo brother n-gga
i can’t even trust my chopper think it’s g-y cause that b-tch f-ck wit n-ggas
[chorus]
say you wanna be loaded gang
n-gga welcome to death row
i still got n-ggas in the trenches selling dog like petco
these hoes be f-cking wit the opps so they won’t never get my lo
old boy was dissing on my brother, chopper made his head swole
b-tch go slide bout yo cousin
ha, go slide bout yo bro
remember hoes was laughing at me
do my dance on all them hoes
that lil b-tch told you that she love you
but she still ain’t drop the lo
remember me that t-shirt king
yeah, im the one that dropped ya bro
[verse 2]
we pull up [?], lay yo ass down at the store
you would think we was kids with a shiesty on, we pull up try to sn-tch ya soul
it ain’t no mortal kombat n-gga
come here while you running n-gga
he tryna run away from glizzy, hollow tips kept coming n-gga
if you got ya gun don’t fumble n-gga
get hit in ya head, ya stomach n-gga
a demon whispered in my ear say “lil spaz keep on stomping n-ggas”
i got a frrrrt in my reach b-tch we too far for jumping n-ggas
choppa chop him pump the n-gga
we got up close and stomped the n-gga
[outro]
say you wanna be loaded gang
n-gga welcome to death row
i still got n-ggas in the trenches selling dog like petco
these hoes be f-cking wit the opps so they won’t never get my lo
old boy was dissing on my brother, chopper made his head swole
b-tch go slide bout yo cousin
ha, go slide bout yo bro
remember hoes was laughing at me
do my dance on all them hoes
that lil b-tch told you that she love you
but she still ain’t drop the lo
remember me that t-shirt king
yeah, im the one that dropped ya bro
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- letra de altruista por excelencia - procrastinación 1 yo 0
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- letra de exhale - lucas nord
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