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letra de nicki manaj - sir abe

[verse 1: melonmarz]
pulled up on a n-gga, rolled the window, and then like, “hey cuh”
choppa on me, probably knock a gram n-gga face off
i know you ain’t steppin’ ’cause the birds is what made ya’ll
me and bro gon’ steppin’ out the house, we brought the [?]
how you gon’ hate us ’cause we young and we rich n-gga?
big c.o.b., whole gang charge at six figures
with my white boys they a ‘lil [?] ’cause they hate n-ggas
mama know i’m safe ’cause i’m chilling with the grave diggers
band kid, they [?] say that i can’t hang with ’em
and we gettin’ rich as f-ck they wish we was gang with ’em
what’chu mеan you steppin’ out the house and ain’t bring a pistol?
you ain’t nеver [?] had them k!llers come and get you
seven hundred nitro big as h-ll, won’t know what hit you
when you wakin’ up you better pray that god is with you
get ’em going fast like this sh-t really this missile
yo’ mama a smoker, she addicted to the crystal
r950 n-gga it just me and tb
choppa on me, have a n-gga leaking like an ic
he died on the scene he ain’t even make it to the iv
switchie on me, took his face off, he need the id

[verse 2: sir abe]
ay, yuh
she know who i am
she my biggest fan
f-ck a rack n-gga, me? i need me a hundred bands
pull that glockie out, we make him hit the running man
and i got so much money on me they think i’m the money man
she don’t want me for money, yeah, that b-tch a dumb hoe
and if them n-ggas tryin’ we gon’ hit ’em with the gun smoke
i got so much glocks, yeah, that sh-t be a gun show
fah, fah, fah, fah, pull out at god, he gon’ run hoe
yeah, to the sky, to the sky, we gon’ send ’em up
he don’t know what happened n-gga, he like, “what the f-ck?”
know some n-ggas that would die for me that really would
wouldn’t do the same for them, yeah, i never could
sh-t, i don’t know her name and that’s just what i’m on
c.o.b. the gang fo sho that’s just what i’m on
pockets, they look like nicki minaj
he talk down, yeah, he get shot
[?] in my garage
we gon’ make it work
she keep calling me ’cause she know i make [?]
huh, if i’m feeling geeky n-gga i might pop a perc
huh, i’m with malley, poppin’ sh-lley, put him in the dirt
n-gga i’m the voice of my city call me lil durk
[outo: sir abe]
d-mn bro, i gotta start-
d-mn

- sir abe

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