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letra de no reason - six ward von

[intro: rmc mike]
(i’m just tryna figure out, who’s the most wanted?)
b-tch
ah, real money counter sh-t, n-gga
f-ck goin’ on

[verse 1: rmc mike]
me and von back up in the booth, sh-t’ll get tragic
finna drop out every opp i see, we need a big casket
every other week, i buy a heat, i got a big habit
i can f-ck any b-tch i want, sh-t, i’m a b-tch magnet
kel-tec p50, blue tips, hundred round
hunting suit, all black, no mask, gun him down
back then we was broke as h-ll, we gettin’ money now
them rainy days wasn’t gon’ last forever, it’s gettin’ sunny now
[verse 2: six ward von]
you said you got them b-tches for the what? boy, quit f-ckin’ lyin’
i don’t listen to him, he done said that sh-t a hundred times
seen his flunky ass hit a store, make him run around
finally shot the arp, i thought it made another sound
back then, we was still on the same sh-t
some young bad ghetto-ass n-ggas who became rich
back then, that b-tch used to ho a n-gga
ayy, it’s funny how i’m stickin’ d-ck all in the same b-tch

[verse 3: rmc mike]
you down for an m, my brother locked up for the same sh-t
doggy tryna k!ll me ’cause i’m stuffin’ d-ck in his main b-tch
baby blue mclaren on the e-way doin’ a lane switch
p-ssy n-gga, you’ll never be on top, you be on lame sh-t
ayy, thirty k’s deep, we just headed to the six
n-gga, i don’t rap beef, i’m just gon’ play it with a switch
twenty-nine missed, but one hit him dead in his sh-t
f-ck the water crisis, still bringin’ lead in this b-tch

[verse 4: six ward von]
went to the d to do a feature, end up hittin’ a n-gga b-tch
facetime with my uncle, watched him hit a n-gga brick
i got power like tariq, i can get a n-gga k!lled
i ain’t drivin’, she a freak, made her ass catch a lyft
n-ggas pay me for to speak, i ain’t even been in reach
i ain’t with no rappers, they be into makin’ n-ggas bleed
i’m in the ‘cat, mike in the ‘vette, told him race me to the east
i’ma die ’bout my respect, n-ggas dyin’ for no reason
[verse 5: rmc mike]
i could’ve put you on, but n-ggas out here lyin’ for no reason
b-tch, i grew up from livin’ a life of crime, it was easy
did my own thing, but i was always down when you needed
like you could never be a part of the circle because you greedy

[verse 6: six ward von]
ho a n-gga in his face on stage like he jeezy
beat a n-gga in his own race like it’s easy
they ain’t know where he got shot, he wasn’t bleedin’
watched my mans turn to an opp, i couldn’t believe it
top down, the top down on crenshaw
can’t no n-gga show me i’m a b-tch and say i ran off
i’m on what you on, f-ck it, let’s go have a standoff
hit his ass with that draco, knocked his pants off

[verse 6: rmc mike]
b-tch, i grinded all the way to the top, ain’t take a handoff
caught him lackin’, popped him in his ass before he ran off
i’m not done, give me two shots to the chest to knock his head off
i’m tryna k!ll that n-gga brother too, but he sped off
ain’t no worries, i’ll catch him when i see him
got so many guns in my backseat, it’s unbelievable
yellow z06, black guts, i call it pikachu
withdrawal, call the lean plug, tell him i’m sick of juice
lot of money in my future, sh-t, i’m thinkin’ ’bout a week or two
why you lyin’, n-gga? speak the truth
so many b-tches on my line, i can’t pick and choose
i’m the captain, drive the boat and i’m fishin’ too (b-tch)

- six ward von

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