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letra de batter up - saviii 3rd

[intro]
turn them lights off, fool
2100
hahaha
ayy, goon
these n-ggas really mad i’m in my bag, dawg
oh, east side, look, haha
look

[verse 1]
ain’t no offense but you can’t sit with us
unless you been on reckless missions out that tinted truck
like sixty ten and hoes we f-ck, push all the drip in her
i’m what they recommending, b-tch, i’m f-ckin’ up the city
and lately i been second guessing sh-t, i’m too uncertain
devil really working, my opposition’s lurking
f-ck ’em, i ain’t worried, he told me he gon’ murk me
what’s wrong with your murkin’? i be in my city surfing
it’s murder on my mind, gang slidin’ through these trenches, driftin’
f-ck a peace treaty, i’m politicking, chippin’
these rapper -ss n-ggas pay attention, listen
boy i’m really outside official
i swear to god i’m tired of you n-ggas, i done had enough
i been cracking, boy, you just turning your savage up
i f-cked your b-tch and she was somethin’ that i rather f-ck
whole squad play ball, n-gga, batter up, batter up
if you bang for the fame, you can’t bang with my gang
i heard they pressed you, had you changing your name
i knock him down, he thought he came for the fade
with the game if i came in a dangerous way, n-gga

[chorus]
i see you n-ggas actin’ strange with me
i ain’t trippin’, i be tippin’ with that thing with me
he say he gang but he ain’t really
’cause he ain’t with me, i got gang with me
oh, i got gang with me (2100), i got gang with me
oh, i got gang with me, i got gang with me

[verse 2]
look, and you can best believe they troopin’ if they came with me
i got goonie with the ruger, i got snay with me
f-ckin’ guppies, whole squad full of suckers
i’ma pluck ’em, sittin’ duck ’em, they gon’ think i had the k with me
no i don’t do no recruiting, you can’t hang with me
gotta squabble, n-gga, losses, i can’t name any
we was in that four door, i think the volvo
it’s time i expose n-ggas lyin’
’cause i’m so sick and tired of these n-ggas, i done had enough
i been crackin’, boy, you just gettin’ your savage up
i f-cked your b-tch and she was somethin’ that i had to f-ck
whole squad play ball, n-gga, batter up, batter up
i hang with the demons, play for the keeps
gang language i speak to my real crip streeters
i bleed it, he ain’t talking facts, don’t believe him
ask him, i’m activist, facts when i’m speakin’

[outro]
2100

- saviii 3rd

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