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letra de bmf - rylo rodriguez

[intro]
even the old legends don’t understand that
it’s a, it’s a look from outside to the inside, know what i’m saying?
from, from, from the hood to hollywood, that you gotta have, you know what i’m saying?
especially when you gettin’ it, you know what i’m saying?
see people never seen how i really put it down
because, unless you a part of that, i’m not gon’ let you see that
only thing you gon’ see is us enjoyin’ ourselves
that’s what you supposed to see, unless you a part of whatever else goin’ on
you know what i’m saying?

[chorus]
yeah
operation just like big meech (like big meech, yeah)
lil’ n-gga don’t jump in that water ’cause this sh-t deep (don’t jump in that water)
made a oath, told all of my dawgs if a n-gga murk me (n-gga murk me)
don’t let n0body tell on him, keep that sh-t them streets (tell on him, don’t tell on him)
spray his granny house, spray his mammy house
hit they block, smash ’em while they standing out
for a dime crackhead clean ya house
kick ya door, young n-ggas clean ya house
this the type of guns we used to dream about
sticks with the d-cks but it don’t got no b-lls
bad hood b-tch but she don’t got no walls
i’ma f-ck her mouth, give her lockjaw
[verse]
hood had the bbs
tryna bury ’em to the .223s (.223)
i heard for christmas, they put on them skis
they tryna put something under them trees
selling her mouth, she gon’ get on her knees
she got a family and know they got needs
she know lil’ junior gon’ want the new sneaks
lil’ junior don’t get it, then he gotta creep
money tall as a lil’ kid on his growth spurt (on his growth spurt)
now this b-tch wanna suck my d-ck ’til her throat hurt (she gon’ flag on it)
project baby, tried to abandon me like i was joe dirt (they abandoned me)
83s ran out, told snoop to perc search (yo, we searchin’ for ’em)
searching for the percs, lean for the thirst
money on his head, put him in the dirt
put him in a he-rs-, stamp him on a shirt
this ain’t nothing new, n-ggas getting murked
this wasn’t even for ya, it was for ya guy
but you was riding with him, so you gotta die
even on the 4th, we don’t shoot up in the sky
r.i.p. dave, long live lil guy
in the hood ’til i get the sack gone
my rearview, pray i make it back home
she say she f-ck with me, she know i f-ck with her back
scoliosis, i ain’t talking back bones
no words, them was your words (them was your words)
interrogation room, we ain’t saying no words (we ain’t sayin’ a thing)
no words
[chorus]
operation just like big meech (like big meech, yeah)
lil’ n-gga don’t jump in that water ’cause this sh-t deep (don’t jump in that water)
made a oath, told all of my dawgs if a n-gga murk me (n-gga murk me)
don’t let n0body tell on him, keep that sh-t them streets (tell on him, don’t tell on him)
spray his granny house, spray his mammy house
hit they block, smash ’em while they standing out
for a dime crackhead clean ya house
kick ya door, young n-ggas clean ya house
this the type of guns we used to dream about
sticks with the d-cks but it don’t got no b-lls
bad hood b-tch but she don’t got no walls
i’ma f-ck her mouth, give her lockjaw

[outro]
your words, them was your words
interrogation room, we ain’t saying no words
no words

- rylo rodriguez

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