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letra de the sweepers one mic performance - sdot go, jay hound & naz gpg

[intro: jay hound]
(hahaha, it’s-it’s-it’s shomii on the beat, you already know how we rockin’, man)
grrah, grrah, boom
grrah, grrah
flock, flock
they know that’s me
i start throwin’, i don’t need a—
i start throwin’, i don’t need a ski, like, grrah, grrah

[verse 1: jay hound]
like, i’m tryna od
i’ll throw a shot, if he yellin’ out—
i was troopin’ through blocks, we was comin’ in pz
bro threw a shot tryna flow with the beat
like, like, tryna take away g
like, word to bro, i was on the spot with the—
opp thot in the spot, but i know she a treesh
like, she gon’ eat ’cause she know i’m a sweeper
[verse 2: sdot go]
they say they outside?
please, tell me where do they be
ayo, bro, just [?]
i bet you i’ma go up for the read
get to fl!ckin’ like curry when i got like three
bend-bendin’ through, this sh-t sweet (word to bro)
don’t leave ’em open, i got ’em
on the court like kawhi ’cause i gotta play d
b-tch, i’m a shooter, don’t think about linin’
i go nuts like apollo when i got my heat
he keep runnin’, i don’t need a beamer
like, he tryna play with a sweeper
bet, he really wanna meet us?
i-i think he tryna meet the reaper
bro put the beam on his t-shirt
he was runnin’ so fast, that n-gga left his sneaker
got ’em hoppin’ and sh-t
get too close, then i’m flockin’ and sh-t
got the g on my hip, i’m not boxin’ with him
she try to line me, she dyin’ with him
f-ckin’ with me, why you lyin’ to him?
put the g to his face, i’m not smilin’ with him
bro ’bout to slide, then i’m slidin’ with him
and if bro got the ride, then i’m ridin’ with him
[verse 3: nazgpg]
two hands when i up my gun
watch how i throw, watch how he run
i’m tryna ask that n-gga where he from
if he say the wrong thing, word to bro, i go dumb
send me the addy, i’ma come
back out, bet you i throw more than one
like, i’m tryna hop out and—
like, i’m tryna hop out and dump
bro tryna hit him, he already slumped
can’t get his sh-t, got me movin’ like—
can’t get his sh-t, got me movin’ like trump
opp thot, she tryna turn on my gun
i’m with sally, she tryna f-ck
i thought i hit ’em, n-gga that was luck
when i throw a shot, everybody duck
(when i throw a shot, everybody duck)

[chorus: jay hound]
they know that’s me
i start throwin’, i ain’t need a ski
he tried to up it on me, n-gga, please
i got a gun and this sh-t’ll go beast
bet these hollows make a n-gga freeze
you cannot miss, brodie, throw on the beam
she start throwin’, she single like eve
i’m on that block tryna throw on a sleeze
[outro: jay hound]
they know that’s me (like, what?)
i start throwin’, i ain’t need a ski
he tried to up it on me, n-gga, please
i got a gun and this sh-t’ll go beast
bet these hollows make a n-gga freeze
you cannot miss, brodie, throw on the beam
she start throwin’, she single like eve
i’m on that block tryna throw on a sleeze
ttgz do hits

- sdot go jay hound naz gpg

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