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letra de be careful - rx hector

[chorus: drugrixh hect & hoodrich pablo juan]
drugs got me thinking everybody snitching
i don’t know where you working, ain’t living no witness
f-cked that little freaky b-tch at the intercontinental
window so tinted, you see it, don’t know who in it
forgies on the whip, you know it ain’t rented
[?] sh-t, man coming through the chimney
drugrixh hect done took a n-gga’s christmas
got to be careful, these n-ggas snitching
undercover want to catch a n-gga slipping
wrecked the rental, went and bought me a bentley
blue and red like i’m set tripping
got to be careful, these n-ggas be snitching
got to be careful, these n-ggas be snitching
catch a snitch and we gon’ k!ll a witness
your partner your co-defendant started snitching

[verse 1: drugrixh hect]
mony rag on me, no, i ain’t switching
drugrixh got the bagpipes in the city
bags [?] lower than this
quick draw, red dead redemption
i done came with some change, so you know that i skipped them
have you ever seen a red bird fly in the winter
if i grabbed the louis bag, then it’s an issue
military missiles coming out the pistol
my girl came harder than the [?]
f-cked this b-tch and i know that she miss me
[?] rollie, i walk in givenchy
hurt her throat, so i’m popping the vicodin
christian loubin, you know how i’m spiking it
two freaky b-tches, you know that they biting it
if i catch a case, i’m running a fight in it
you n-ggas switch and want 12, that’s your light in it

[verse 2: hoodrich pablo juan]
he snitching and switching, i’m whipping it, whipping it
smell like there’s dope in the kitchen
hoodrich, n-gga, keep the pistol with me
it’s a mony world, don’t get your -ss shot for set tripping
hect got the hilary, i’m selling that whitney
i don’t drive, i get chauffeured around in my bentley
louis bag got the draco with fifty
trapping too hard, n-gga, i think i need ritalin
if you getting more, i get lower than tickets
j rock, get them, we don’t tolerate snitches
it’s blood on the floor, my bad, that’s my christians
fly like chick-fil-a, i got the best chickens
give me one minute, man, like i’m missy
tell if you want, you gon’ end up missing
two foreign b-tches, i got them kissing
i’ll make your b-tch go and wash the dishes
everybody strapped up like we’re the military
i’ma go through your window like the tooth fairy
your hands on the chopper, you scary
you having, you trapping, but barely
five thousand xanax, they canary
when the plug come, i’m popping that cherry
mony powr rspt, know we got [?]
you a snitch n-gga, i don’t f-ck with your daddy

- rx hector

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