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letra de point blank - sam r i

[sam r i]

this fellas in tune with h-lla felons in crews
claim i got no soul? watch me sell ’em a shoe
red dot on my shoulder still, shoot? better hope to k!ll
i been through thick & thin more than jonah hill

put a gap in ya t–th like 92 mall
how rappers go from paul wall in 10 years to rupaul?
first i was too rare to be found, now i’m too raw
i’ll have ya whole crew in boxes like a zoom call

campaign moves fillin champagne flutes
f-ck wit me i cross ya arms in a handmade suit
hottest coupe like my b-tch when i drop the roof
got a quarter on my pillow like i lost a tooth

crack ya egg for the dough like the pancake house
said a prayer for my guy in a halfway house
packs weighed out, this new wave i made them
kickin dirt on my name with the shoes i gave them? f-ck outta here

[hilokalon]

spinning on your block where you at i don’t need no pass
chop em off running to the money watch these hoes get mad
i ain’t stressing never endless blowing kush purple wax
f-ckin on your hoe like b-tch don’t call me back
sw-nging on your block non chalant hear my trunk slap
racks awf the packs boi we really do the dash
spit facts roll it fat b-tch bringing me the racks
no phones still bone still riding the tone

lay low let these guns blow better duck fosho
front row that’s your main hoe told the b-tch no
case closed bust a move when i say so
money coming in everyday when i wake up

shake junt shawtys on my d-ck finna spray some
make funds moving tons major moves packin never run
50 drum make that b-tch hum rags to riches out the f-cking slums
big hittas we been number one

- sam r i

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