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letra de fuck rap - screwly g

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pass me that glock right there

uh-uh not the regular one the one right there with the b-tton on it

these n-ggas mad i rap ride with a ap not with 100 some shots n’ this b-tch got a shoulder strap i ain’t ever been friendly i dont f-ck with these n-ggas tell n-ggas they can keep that dap n-ggas be dissing in song they know its on dont tell when a n-gga get clapped uh

i lock the window grrrah n-gga we send sh-t up to casper but n-gga i ain’t sign no deal f-ck rap im still in the field with the gang gettin active spinnin the hobby for bullets on bodies these n-gga think im a regular rapper i heard a opp n-gga died who dissin on me rolled him up now filled with laughter

if we can’t find that low or get that call then f-ck it we jus’ gon’ hunt i can’t bring my bl!ck inside this b-tch then f-ck it i ain’t gonna come last n-gga ran so fast we got on his ass i thought we was chasing gump dont get caught at the store when you know that the smoke leave a n-gga right by the pump

pull up and creep i ain’t making no tweets thought i was drake, walk up and dump blow out his mind check channel 9 watchin the news they said he was slump these n-ggas know it was me who doin them drills they tell imma go on the run i done last count of them drills how many of them n-ggas hit i dont know its a ton

bro on a dead (?) k!llin’ them then they walk it back til its done f-cked up in the head started k!llin’ for fun took a break from the rap got my money and guns we hit the blocks send shots they run pay me up front i ain’t doing no fronts need more than 30 pop up with a drum opps outside told em’ boys here we come

i lock the window grrrah think im lyin’ n-gga jus’ go ask em’ i know a n-gga who die with his fire and i know a n-gga who went out blasting you the type n-gga who see your opps try to act blind and run right past em im the type n-gga who see my opps park the car jump out bag em’

i like glocks with the b-ttons on the back grrrah make em’ shoot faster catch a n-gga comin’ out of church when we gettin’ off first leave that n-gga right by the pastor sit at the trap with a loaded (?) fonem’ gon’ pull up and jack em’ they tryna spin on my bro like he ain’t gonna blow caught em’ and fonem’ clapped him

h-ll yeah heard what happened blew that pfft when he got caught lacking hit in his sh-t just for doing that bappin brr bow! made him crash in traffic this ain’t a glock this a drac in my jacket still i stood up think i won’t cause im rappin we create packs not the opp in the casket catch me a head catch a opp n-gga lackin’

- screwly g

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