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letra de one to the face - rx hector

[chorus: drugrixh hect]
roll up, take one to the face
gotta watch out for n-ggas that smile in your face
i keep this sh-t on my waist
and i ride with a stick, it hold a hundred
pull up on you and have you n-ggas running
n-gga talking all that gangsta talk the sh-t that i talk
i really need to see that you’ve done it
i really done served n-ggas dummies, i really done served n-ggas rabbits
i came a long way from a lot
i had to step on these n-ggas toes just to get where i’m at
had to cross some folks out
i done double-parked the f on the toes when i pulled up to the trap
you cannot come with no strap
i’ll put that b-tch on the couch
i’ll put that d-ck in her mouth

[verse 1: drugrixh hect]
i got a trap in the south
i got this b-tch going slap, this b-tch doing numbers
micro draco hold a hundred
throw that sh-t out and we switched out the tag
b-tch, i’m drugrixh, i smoke out the bag
i run with the hundreds in cash on me
i’m in the streets with my mony rag on me
don’t do that, my n-gga, you know i’ma blast something
you see that ride, i might buy something
drugrixh, though we popping the tags off
i’m in the yo with the bag on me
i came in this b-tch with the bag on me
popping your percs and these xans, i’m in spam mode
f-ck on that b-tch, put my thumb in her -ssh0l-
they like, “hect, are you an -ssh0l-?”
break down the bag with the [?] on the [?]
can’t f-ck with that b-tch, she’s a petty hoe
if it ain’t ’bout money, then i’ll change the schedule
free my n-gga that went federal
two iphone 7’s beating on the regular
can’t just have one b-tch ’cause i’m having several
can’t f-ck on one hoe ’cause i’m having several
bust down the bag when i roll up my [?]
when you’re drugrixh, you’re having several

[verse 2: yung mal]
i wanna take one to the face
for my n-ggas that didn’t make it, the h-ll, we’re too late
my momma keep stressing, she’s losing her weight
i’m running these streets and i’m busting these plays
and i know these n-ggas be snakes
show no love to these streets ’cause these b-tches be fake
the glock, it stay tucked and i ride with that drake
if a p-ssy run up, then i’ll blow him away
i bet it shoots a hundred
i’ll bring him to candler, i’ll serve him them dummies
b-tch, did i say? boy, i’ve see it, i’ve done it
i was down on my d-ck, i ain’t asking for nothing
and i turned a little to a lot
brought them bands to the spot and got straight out the pot
[?] quick to go fast, straight out the lot
i ain’t kissing no thot, put the d-ck in her mouth

- rx hector

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