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letra de extortion gang - slimesito & beezyb

[verse 1: beezyb]
step out the car, all we havin’ machinery
if you cross the mob, that is a penalty
last n-gga try me got put in infirmary
last n-gga try me that n-gga a memory
up the gl!ck, that b-tch hittin’ so st-rdy
every gl!ck i own, havin’ a thirty
shootin’ distance, n-gga i’m feelin’ like curry
havin’ bricks and i call it a larry
pull up on opp block, i never been scary
havin’ shooters, and i’m havin’ varieties
porsche 911, it’s pullin’ so quietly
duckin’ the feds, n-gga, they tryna find me
every n-gga around me is so grimy
i hit her with that go to go while i’m drivin’
[verse 2: slimesito]
money on his head, my shooters gon’ find him
catch a n-gga lackin’, then i’m gon’ line him
buy a couple pounds, then i’m gon’ slime him
he not in a gang, i don’t cosign him
50-gang sh-t, i don’t need no security
i’m tied with the mob, got n-ggas gon’ shoot for me
i feel like i’m sosa, the way n-ggas move for me
so many sticks, know we stay with artillery
so many sticks, no you better not play with me
all black stick and that sh-t got a green beam
feel like kobe, ’cause i’m rockin’ 5 rings
2 glocks, now i feel like pistol p
presidential whip and that sh-t lowkey
got the blue print like i’m jay-z

[verse 3: beezyb]
extortion gang, you know everything free
get my lawyer, n-gga, i don’t take pleads
everything on, n-gga i do not leave
stick hit him, if that n-gga try to reach
do him down bad, put some in on his feet
tie him up, throw his ass in the ‘crete
i’m mob tied, these other n-ggas so weak
money launderin’, 7 days of the week
stick hit him, fold his ass like steed
get your baby mother, she is a freak
sellin’ bails and they go for the cheap
made a lot of money, just on front street
these rap n-ggas never been to the streets
even in church, n-gga, i’m havin’ the heat
[verse 4: slimesito]
fully equipped, every day of the week
you not up in the mob, i don’t wanna link
i’m havin’ shooters and they out in d.c
foreign b-tch, she from the dmv
3.99, everything free
shoot a n-gga, put him on the tv
vvs’s and they lookin’ hd
glizzy on me, i don’t like no xd’s
baby uzi and it got that lemon squeeze
in my hood, we don’t got no og’s
pull up on me, i’m gon’ shoot the whole thing
in the trap and i’m totin’ them mashines
30 clip and it’s pokin’ out my jeans
cross a n-gga out if he not with my team

- slimesito beezyb

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