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letra de warm up sessions sbtv - skrapz

[skrapz]
boom
i make the .35 spin like casino
i bust my gun when i want i be moving like zino
wrap a n-gga up inside a black bin bag and throw him in the sea and tell that n-gga go and find nemo
n-ggers making deals with the jakes not me though it’s not the way we grow
i be in trap with the window black out like i’m trnna make weed grow
breaking down kilos with kilo listening to ceebo
send a young buck to go reload
told him roll solo don’t roll with no amigo
big suitcase like he’s tryna go heathrow
go and link this portuguese don he’s names figo
looking at my shoe it’s not gucci it’s hugo
came a long way from hi-techs and muzuno tell me what do you know
man said that i’m had i’ve been k!lling them for years i just tell a man cool bro
i ain’t going on the roads with no taser
.35 ting no scope no laser my chest looks stocky in my blazer
probably true i’m rolling with my vest like i’m going to play laser quasar
all i ever wanted was to make my money major got my doctor telling me that i got money man behavior
free my brudda inch swear down miss my n-ggas free dewy free funds free jazzy free jigga
black kush got my eyes red up like ketchup
whipping up yayo got it looking like mayo
red and green on my crep cabbage and tomato
my n-ggers mash p’s all your mashing is potato
catch me in a whip with a clip full of hollows
all black out i be looking like a shadow
make a mans future look shallow
and if i see man today you ain’t seeing man tomorrow
mask round my face got me looking like zorro
filthy five-0 might have man under obbo
i be circling my yard before i park up my car looking in my rear view to see if anybody followed
n-ggers ain’t heavy like me they ain’t ready like me
they don’t never bruckshot they ain’t teddy like me
they was on a push bike i was in my x3
beep beep blue jeep coming through and that’s me
red bus coming through double decker that’s you
run and go and tell the down that i’m back part 2
and my life’s real life nothing like cartoon
self made i ain’t never been fed by spoon
catch me on the block chilling with the stars like moon
blowing up like balloon
i’m just tryna get my p’s right and then i’m pulling up in suttin’ new
might be black might be gun metal grey it might blue
n-ggas said they wanna take me out i’m like who
all them man are small fry tell them man there just cool
i don’t wanna have to put my bullets in my pistol
pull up on your block and have you n-ggers playing dodgeball
n-ggas ain’t hard like skrapz not at all
praying on my downfall who cares f-ck ’em all
my n-ggers on the rise we be terrorizing guys
pull up in a white van hoping out like surprise

- skrapz

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