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letra de night 'n day - sha ek

[intro]
grrah
ogz the f-ck up
gang gang gang
grrah, grrah

[chorus: sha ek]
how he dissing? i ain’t see him throw
n-ggas never pop out on the o
i’m with lefty, come put on show
catch a gz, we beat him out his clothes
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, they be tripping
catch a opp, and i’m going out cl!cking
cannot be the n-gga going missing
gang, gang, gang (ogz the f-ck up)

[verse 1: sha ek]
and yus, why you cap?
and how lotti got left on his back?
so much dead n-ggas in a pack
i got the beam, make his body collapse
he bt get him took off the map
after court, i hope one opp lack
on the flocks, i get one of them whacked
he still alive and his brother a pack
and the drilly’s never spinning sh-t
any 9 i catch, he getting spliffed
f-ck lee drilly, why you still tryna diss?
i heard dummy got found in a ditch
and cblu, how thе f-ck you a reactor?
miss them days you was tuckin’ the blastеr
when i catch you on the rey by yourself
better hope that you can run faster
[chorus: sha ek]
how he dissing? i ain’t see him throw
n-ggas never pop out on the o
i’m with lefty, come put on show
catch a gz, we beat him out his clothes
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, they be tripping
catch a opp, and i’m going out cl!cking
cannot be the n-gga going missing
gang, gang, gang (ogz the f-ck up)

[verse 2: sha ek]
i make moves, so why they on my d-ck?
day or night, don’t care, i’m tryna spin
i leave a n-gga straight shook with his kids
hef and lilah both dead in a ditch
catch a gunna late night, and we pack him
jay5ive don’t tell n-ggas we smacked him
he wanna diss, bring your gun and let’s play
that n-gga know i’ma clap him
yeah i’m bugging, enough rounds in this gun
might aim at my cousin
bright light on the gun, no ducking
that n-gga jack green flags, go gun him
lil’ frankie did bad in the summer
nay benz ran, n0body could help him (frankie)
like-like, sb what them n-ggas on?
them n-ggas sit back, never do nothing
[chorus: sha ek]
how he dissing? i ain’t see him throw
n-ggas never pop out on the o
i’m with lefty, come put on show
catch a gz, we beat him out his clothes
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, they be tripping
catch a opp, and i’m going out cl!cking
cannot be the n-gga going missing
gang, gang, gang (ogz the f-ck up)

- sha ek

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