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letra de oochie wally - sauce walka

[intro]
what up don don
we bout to take this sh-t to new york
kno’ what i’m sayin’ b ow-wee

[verse]
i got the biscuit, no gravy on it
glock like an open receiver there’s no safety on it
keep the four pounds like a newborn baby
that was born premature from a crack head lady
i went broke from being friendly so it’s f-ck you pay me
my d-ck won’t work for free so to f-ck me pay me
i feel like eminem, i’m the real slim shady
i had more rap sons than shawty lo had babies
the sniper got a scope that can see to the islands
and it sends good connect like it’s made from verizon
bow, can ya hear me now
hood n-gga
if life was a jacket i’d probably be in the hood n-gga
if like was a car i’d probably be in the hood n-gga
tsf like death row i had to suge n-ggas
blood whippin up in the park like the wood n-gga
three piece drop him and stomp him where he stood n-gga
screaming boogie, boogie, boogie blood gang
if you ain’t in blood gang n-gga don’t bang
come up in my section wit that plexi and let them sh-lls rain
bullets falling like the rain man you got serve man
dang
make ’em dance like omarion
walking in the public with big guns that’s what i be on
walking in the club with big guns that’s what i be on
walking in the -breath in- church with guns that what i be on
i don’t matter where i’m at
ima always keep the strap
ima always pull in back and pop it like a pringles cap
ima always pull it back and sling it like a fishing trap
catch a n-gga in the net, deflate his whole thinkin’ cap
now it’s leakin’ on his shoulder
you know his life is over
took a half a second, he was laid like an anchovy
i done got some rings out this b-tch you swear i coached kobe
scars on my back ‘cuz i ain’t wanna say “my name toby”
uh
call me sauce kunta kinte
oom bop bop bop let my brothers out the d-mn cage
i can’t be a prisoner
money on my perimeter
all this chains hurtin’ my neck it’s time to hit the gym
n-gga
i ain’t lying you can hear them hoes
all this jewelry of mine and i ain’t sold back a l!ck of gold
n-ggas buyin’ stainless ap dippin ’em in gold
n-ggas buyin’ silver rolex dippin’ em in gold
not me f-ck fake it till you make it
f-ck a watch, i went and spent 20 on a bracelet
brought some earrings and put some on my first place b-tch
that make her look gorgeous way better than face lift
she want eye filler but she already flawless
i told her she ain’t need ’em but she went way harder
i said “f-ck it den b-tch come place your order”
the doctor in miami f-ck it then we going to florida
i been doing rap business like sean carter
phone stay going dead i can’t keep enough chargers
all this b-tches thirsty i can’t keep enough water
police k!llin’ n-ggas we can’t enough fathers

[outro]
police k!llin’ n-ggas we can’t enough fathers
black lives matter n-gga
f-ck the police n-gga
sauce, tha sauce, sorry 4 the sauce
oh yea i forgot
this what the science said son
you understand son
this what the math is over here
yea, over here
this what the science is b
word, word to m-th-
facts

- sauce walka

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