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letra de no way - section60

[intro: namz]
nah nah, no way
nah nah, no way
nah nah, no way
they taking trips around the hood, we doing laps around the hood
shorty tryna cuff
nah nah, no way
nah nah, no way
in a [?] mr whippy seven [?]
gettin’ money, counting digits with the team

[verse 1: namz]
opps want beef
eetswa got the heat
pack the heater in the beamer
we’ll be riding around your streets
you gone hear nino, where we find nemo
labeled as jando, everything d-low
winners gon’ hear no, see no, speak no evil
blur out his vision, till his story’s not illegal
i call shots, jackpot, always hitting checkmate
married to the game, or you never getting played
calling up the runners, yeah, it’s time to get paid
f-ck nine-to-five, grind all night, all day
got some bad b-tches on the way
hit it then quit it, but shorty still want to stay
had to break it down and tell her nah, no way
nah nah, no way

[verse 2: twista]
serving fiends like a waiter, trying to get this check up
saving all the cheddar so i can get a beretta
and put it under my sweater, bad b-tch want to touch
but nah i ain’t going to let her (nah nah, no way)
see that real sh-t we on it
i got it [?] and [?]
that p-ssy, she keep on calling
i’m coming [?]
and now you telling me to slow it down
i call her thotiana every time she bust down
just want to f-ck, and she trying to get d-cked down
they want to [?], sorry babe, we got to cut now

[hook: namz]
shorty trying to cuff (nah nah, no way)
the feds want to talk (nah nah, no way)
opp block tryna to score (nah nah, no way)
they taking trips around the hood, we doing laps around the hood
shorty trying to cuff (nah nah, no way)
the feds want to talk (nah nah, no way)
opp block tryna to score (nah nah, no way)
they taking trips around the hood, we doing laps around the hood

[verse 3: namz]
what’s this talk about peace, we can beef it out
i always pack the [?] before i leave the house
with a couple o’s, still got to feed the trap
more money, more drama, heaps of beef with that
tell a n-gga what’s good (what’s goodie)
i come straight from the hood (black trackies, black hoodies)
always keep a bally on me in case a p-ssy try to run up on me
kick it back down to the hoody tryna [?]
step your toes around here, you’ll get got (boom, boom)
my hitters got the block on a headlock
and if they ain’t paying up, we at their door like, knock-knock-knock
my hitters run the ball up like, bop-bop-bop

[verse 4: twista]
i’m pulling up with the [?] (squad)
doing gang sh-t, trying to take out this trap
them runners, let them know that we’re packing
aiming for a milli, cuz you know that i’m stacking
we don’t fence it cuz, we are them drillers
seventy-sixty lad, them heavy hitters (gang)
[?] b-tches how they ain’t with it
lord please forgive me for all of my dealings
[?] money in the streets
p-ssy trying to talk, but she said f-ck that, don’t want beef
why you beat around the bush, you know where to find me
i’m straight f-t-a, they call me twista-t

[hook: namz]
shorty trying to cuff (nah nah, no way)
the feds want to talk (nah nah, no way)
opp block trying to score (nah nah, no way)
they taking trips around the hood, we doing laps around the hood
shorty trying to cuff (nah nah, no way)
the feds want to talk (nah nah, no way)
opp block trying to score (nah nah, no way)
they taking trips around the hood, we doing laps around the hood

- section60

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