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letra de ny90s - snyp life

[verse 1: snyp life]
it’s the antic-p-tion, the whole world is waiting on it
it’s like a gangsta celebration, caking on you
from the scales to the charts, posted bail [?] hammers in the park
see we was smart, cause we flipped it to the flow
now it’s overnight flights, just to get to the show
it’s l.o.x., d-block, you already know
while these suckers hating on the low, we steady getting dough
now who’s next to blow?
yeah that kid that been [?] since his tenth year
sorta like big when [?]you can’t win here
revolving style, [?] the chamber and lеt them [?] there
bullеts all up in your face, burning your chin hairs
[?] i been scared, we dump [?]
[?]
[?] with tech 9’s [?] check mines
they run [?], [?]
[verse 2: sheek louch]
now i’m in the range, but i been a thug since my big wheel
yeah i signed with puff, but that wasn’t my first deal
cocaine birds fly south to nashville
snyp, you ain’t the only motherf-cker that rollraw deal
lil didgital scales and tripple beams
i wake up and buy it n-gga, no more dreams
a thug, and i’m balling [?] like [?]
but i’m loyal, i don’t go to different teams
you know these n-ggas is b-tch made
they been telling on n-ggas since fifth grade
anything i get, [?] it get played
i ride for my n-gga, talk sh-t and you get spraied

[verse 3: jadakiss]
f-ck what you thought, really your money and guns too short
f-cking with me, you dealing with the nuculous of new york
sadan or the two door, my stick man is a shooter
can’t figure out how i maneuver
my weapon of choice is the fn or the ruger
[?] out down on the west end with [?]
light something, sip something, a lil hooka
trips back and forth outta town, my lil trooper
rocks on us, the hot corners
we was putting work in when you was playing pop [?]
yeah, handgun or a switchblade
i ride for my n-gga, talk sh-t, you get spraied
[verse 4: styles p]
[?] bamboo full of bubble gum
bussing in the beemer or benz, when i’m bubbling
breaking down the b-tter at the base [?]
[?] on the b-tch, with a [?] like baywatch
basicly, i boddy you [?]
bipolar n-gga that’s [?] than broadway
listen b, i’m just tryna give you my history
layed back n-gga, but my nerves make you jiddery
birds fly, bullets do too
and for the right amount of money, n-ggas’ll get rid of me
so i hustle and get paid
ride for my n-ggas, talk sh-t and get spraied

- snyp life

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