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letra de 3.5 of za - rxknephew

[chorus]
i’m like “baby, hold my gl!ck, let me run my stick”
3.5 of za, that henny kickin in
i do not know your friends, they can not come in
don’t know how much i spent, i was drunker than a b-tch

[post-chorus 1]
this b-tch can’t hit my gas, this sh-t here cost some sh-t
he can’t come in this trap, that n-gga penny pinch
that n-gga don’t wanna spend, they know i got the deals
that 20 hour drive, that sh-t be really real
20.000 on my own, ain’t got no deal
62 grams out the pot, ain’t have no deal
neph you really scr-pe the pot, won’t sign to him
n-gga complaining bout a thot, get in the field

[verse 1]
she tellin me quit when i just got started
30 shot shoot up 30 apartments
when i’m not with lil baby i’m outside robbin
robin, nеph, with the dope dealеrs
step in, neph gone fear no n-gga
tell you what i got, i ain’t gone hold n-ggas
grrrt! put the pole on a n-gga
n-gga tryna duck cause he owe n-ggas
[chorus]
i’m like “baby, hold my gl!ck, let me run my stick”
3.5 of za, that henny kickin in
i do not know your friends, they can not come in
don’t know how much i spent, i was drunker than a b-tch
i’m like “baby, hold my gl!ck, let me run my stick”
3.5 of za, that henny kickin in
i do not know your friends, they can not come in
don’t know how much i spent, i was drunker than a b-tch

[post-chorus 2]
don’t open up your lip, if you ain’t put sh-t in
b-tch ain’t help weigh thrse grams, b-tch ain’t help serve this skimp
serve a p-ssy n-gga skimp, he took it on the chin
lil homie want a zip, i served his ass some skimp
my henny kickin in, i need a 5th
don’t want no little ass pint, that d-mn skimp
babe this glock can hit his head, and leave it split
when i slide thru that b-tch, like shawn kemp

[verse 2]
put in your order, my eta 5
one hit of this, then a b-tch be revived
wrist in the pot and and the fork come alive
coke hit the water, them b-tches collide
glock hit his face, leave his hood with a collage
get high in the kitchen, i see a mirage
just can’t stop rappin bout the glock
at the grocery store with a glock
[chorus]
i’m like “baby, hold my gl!ck, let me run my stick”
3.5 of za, that henny kickin in
i do not know your friends, they can not come in
don’t know how much i spent, i was drunker than a b-tch
i’m like “baby, hold my gl!ck, let me run my stick”
3.5 of za, that henny kickin in
i do not know your friends, they can not come in
don’t know how much i spent, i was drunker than a b-tch

- rxknephew

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