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letra de koga 11 - son rob & greenbeardd

[intro: greenbeardd]
aye watchu you know about the clan…
misadventurers!
son rob (son rob) aye king c (king c) aye greenbeardd aye aye aye

[hook: king caexar]
please tell me whats the hold up, can’t you see i got the heat in my clutch, better flee when we roll up, on a spree and we kicking up some dust, k-o-g-a is the name n-ggas know not to play with the klan, caexar knows these hoes all the same, on her knees, and she trying to run a train, please tell me whats the hold up, can’t you see i got the heat in my clutch, please tell me what’s the hold up, on a spree and we kicking up some dust

[verse 1: son rob]
i been the one to kick dust up on a victim
focus in the lens, blurred murder what you picture
here for the long run, cycle on a vixen
twisted in the head, dope as sh-t that’s in your system
i’m the cl-ss skipper. sick hand for the scriptures
sip liquor getting past all the fisher price b-tches
grab a snickers bar, mad lyrics from the trickster
got a couple pinch-hitters with the spit as sweet as swishers
and a couple duffel bags calling like they missed you
koga klan, sing it b-tch, f-cking fishy dinner
she’s a bad sinner , ’bout a special cl-ss of woman
hot as mags and the clips with a bit of -ss in ’em
then it’s hold up, rob rolling it back
fact is he’s probably old as the track
isn’t stopping ’til the gold in the stacks
couple berries there to carry off the style spitting crack

[chorus: king caexar]
k-o-g-a is the name n-ggas know not to play with the klan, caexar knows these hoes all the same, on her knees, and she trying to run a train

[verse 2: greenbeardd]
bout too throw them in the bottomless pit, (the bottomless pit) we chanted that we got em and sh-t. gazing with them lazy eyes looking all r-t-rded as sh-t regarded as pr-cks cause we bombarded their chicks. part of him just started guarding all of his clique, his insecurity is merely part of his sh-t, took their car found an uncharted place all of us dip, that’s what happens when us anonymous hit. panicking he’s startled starting problems legit in complete disarray he’s far in the abyss. his mental yeah we slaughter it was fodder as sh-t, i acted like his father and his daughter insist. to act like a martyr cause it’s hard too resist. i taught her that there’s nothing that gets harder than this. we garner all the broken piece he was causing a fit. step aside we’re stealing more of your lottery picks

[outro: greenbeard & king caexar]
please tell me whats the hold up (aye, what you know about the..)
please tell me whats the hold up, can’t you see i got the heat in my
(aye, what you know about the klan?)
please tell me whats the hold up
please tell me whats the hold up
(aye, what you know about the klan?)

- son rob greenbeardd

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