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letra de traction - sahbabii

[intro]
go ‘head (noxh, i’m f-ckin’ over it)
say it right here
ayy-eee
yeah
slime

[verse 1]
so many bullets and we gotta use ’em
them n-ggas try pull it, you gone to the fullest
that n-gga’s a groupie, pulled off on a shooter
and he said he had a full clip, yeah
fast reactions, closest strap, i’ma grab it
b-tch, i get active
they count dropping, we subtractin’ (f-ck)
f-ck you n-ggas mean? it’s some traction (f-ck)
who the f-ck y’all n-ggas whackin’? (f-ck)
n-ggas lookin’ dumb, start preachin’ that black sh-t (f-ck)
i value my brothers, we sendin’ off crackheads
so much murders, they bringin’ them hounds in
he flexin’ money, i know that them pounds in
hе said he got zaza and he want some thousands
my n-gga said hе might rob him, take him down then
them n-ggas p-ssy, they not gon’ retaliate
step on a n-gga and send him a smiley face
beat a n-gga ass and check every pocket
they say, “try it before you knock it”
n-gga try me, he get hit with that blaow
infect n-ggas, we gon’ come out the cut
if his b-tch thick, she get shot in the b-tt
d-ck and a glock, we ain’t showin’ no love
let off ten shots, so i’m ridin’ with a dub
thirty-eight, that’s a snub my uggs
[chorus]
traction (traction)
traction (traction)
traction (traction)
traction, what?
you say n-ggas want some traction?
traction (traction)
traction (traction)
traction (traction)
traction, what?
you say n-ggas want some traction?

[verse 2]
i’m in this b-tch with more sticks than a p-wn shop (sticks than a p-wn shop)
don’t send no goofies to slide, you gon’ get your p-wn shot (gon’ get your p-wn shot, it’s there)
as long as they on the block, we gon’ spin that b-tch nonstop (spin that b-tch nonstop, yeah)
bombaclat, p-ssy boy, we want smoke like a rasta (yeah, grr)
thought the pain’d go away, but it got sharper (but it got sharper, yeah)
bring your b-tch in, we gon’ injure the starters (injure the starters)
this that real jungle sh-t, we don’t listen to farmers (listen to farmers, yeah)
i only want the bullets that go through the armor (that go through the armor)
baby glock, hold that b-tch in my armpit (b-tch in my armpit)
float like a b-tterfly, sting like a bee, we came through swarmin’ (baow, baow, baow, baow)
i got my own religion, might f-ck around start a army, yeah (start a army)
and i ride with that sh-t that make cars start alarming (start alarming)
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- sahbabii

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