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letra de last hook - sett

[intro]
man, stg, you feel me? you know how we comin’
play that sh-t
that sh-t bigger than the 3, though
yeah, the f-ck? uh

[chorus]
humble as it get, can’t no n-gga get sh-t past us
our sh-t bigger than 3, this right here might be my last hook
player with the drac’, pull some sh-t that he’ll never pull
they saw a n-gga go low, but i’m the n-gga that still block the hood
went tit-for-tat with n-ggas, none of them n-ggas never thought they stood
i know how my guys move, backdoor, they do bogus moves
crooked west and second, zero-one, that’s the fastest through it
i don’t know how many n-ggas gettin’ hit with this switch, fifteen and half’ll do it
sh-ll catcher on the chopper from the hundred-round just to catch all my bullets
you n-ggas ain’t gettin’ money, you n-ggas just f-ckin’ goofies
livin’ out my closet, f-ckin’ b-tches, how i’m livin’ now
ridin’ fast cars with my shirt off, wear my jewelry now
showin’ my n-gga different places, how we move in situations
it’s a different movement, we some bosses, we get different payments

[verse]
black truck, yeah, that be my approach, six bullets trail behind
two hundred or i ain’t ridin’, you know them ‘cats in line
certified blocker, i ain’t been to the trenches in ’bout four months
i hang around n-ggas that pull moves and love doin’ stunts
crook better than slime any day, this a bogus run
yeah, only way that i’m buyin’ chains when lil’ bruh them creepin’ and huntin’
trollin’, name a n-gga played up on my block that we ain’t smokin’
my lil’ one call the hood, he said ten’ll get him straight (get him right)
he wan’ see his mama smile and his sister ain’t even ate (she starvin’)
he remember backyard days, run through fences, jumpin’ gates (jumpin’ on crates)
remember high-speed race, n-gga, f-ck 12, get away
(f-ck your block, n-gga, spin your sh-t, return, spin your sh-t)
triple cross on crook, hope you never thought you would get off
i’m the one that’s doin’ the slushy, king crook, i get off
ran through four-twenty this summer, add it up and do your ticket
and i ran off on some plugs for taxin’, they p’s low, sg, n-gga
[chorus]
humble as it get, can’t no n-gga get sh-t past us
our sh-t bigger than 3, this right here might be my last hook
player with the drac’, pull some sh-t that he’ll never pull
they saw a n-gga go low, but i’m the n-gga that still block the hood
went tit-for-tat with n-ggas, none of them n-ggas never thought they stood
i know how my guys move, backdoor, they do bogus moves
crooked west and second, zero-one, that’s the fastest through it
i don’t know how many n-ggas gettin’ hit with this switch, fifteen and half’ll do it
sh-ll catcher on the chopper from the hundred-round just to catch all my bullets
you n-ggas ain’t gettin’ money, you n-ggas just f-ckin’ goofies
livin’ out my closet, f-ckin’ b-tches, how i’m livin’ now
ridin’ fast cars with my shirt off, wear my jewelry now
showin’ my n-gga different places, how we move in situations
it’s a different movement, we some bosses, we get different payments

- sett

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