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letra de run! - sir bong toker

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striker hit the primer
put the hollow tip in motion
45 a blow ya cap back or hang it off ya forehead

body on the mattress place the heat like he had grabbed it
rubber band it let it snap and blew his own dome open

wrapping up a package in in some cellophane or plastic
hand it off for a few racks and get some more dope rolled in

love me some tabacco break an eighth and roll a backwood
what you saying? why you asking b-tch
sir toker has spoken

blacking out
head pounding to the beat
thought for really you could stretch a hand beyond ya outreach
think for 2 seconds might even avoid a count 3
what you doesn’t toker does it who the baddest out?
me!

rappers out are now sweet
prolly toting on purse gun
if they trynna be the best then f-ck it im the worst one
heater to his neck better rap it how the verse run
and if he s-s-stammer or he stutter he get burnt son
6 beneath the dirt son
spit it like haiku
toker send a thousand shots
when he gone drive through

wait inside the backseat
and jump out to surprise you
luddy v a monster that just crawled up out the bayou

i went so far when i jumped off the roof i thought i flew
but that was mere facade
beside my bones
my dreams had shattered too

bonger stacking loot to such degree i need a pallet crew
charge attack on who?
i breath on beats and leave em snapped in 2

i done got down up off the stool forgot the noose around my neck
like when the cart break off the pen with a gentle pull

but if he talking like he reckless i would knock some common sense in
but im betting it was nothing but a mental lull

- sir bong toker

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