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letra de m-80 - sosmula

time to show these f-ck n-ggas what im about (thats lama out)
have my n-gga ryder pone pull the lama out (ay yo ryder)
have my n-gga kaz run up in your momma house (ha)
all of them n-ggas what u know none of them n-ggas ridin out (p-ssy)
u n-ggas straight ass, my n-ggas straight cash
nike gloves, black flag and the face mask
i throw a brick on the table im gon’ break half (mula)
im from the east boy, caught my work on 8th ave
im talking night and day, i do this night and day
no hesitatin we just shooting right away
on some dumb sh-t that take your life away (deadass)
lil n-ggas getting bodied for them micro g’s
cook a brick n-gga (n-gga), in a microwave, (cocaine)
n-ggas no hoe on the nicest day (mula), im taking life for short
i said life for short, on the run now cuz we ain’t goin to court (mula!)
f-ck smokin dust, all my n-ggas we been crazy (f-ck outta here)
can’t hold me back, ima blow up like m-80 (ea)
f-ck smokin dust, all my n-ggas we been crazy (crazy)
two glock 9s, holdin sh-t to my twin babies (blaow)
them ryder n-ggas dont f-ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n-ggas dont f-ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n-ggas blitz n-ggas like john madden (mula)
playin hoe games, u playin gun games (blaow)
have my n-ggas treat ur block like a gun range
have my n-ggas treat ur b-tch like the one trained (slide)
free my n-ggas on the island, up in one name ( free the ryders)
some n-ggas capped out, some n-ggas bailed out
all of my n-ggas run the phones in the jail house (ha)
no tosted got a hosted in my h bout (flee n-gga)
i’ma smoke you with the cobra that ur face smiled (blaow)
you n-ggas all soft, crackin 8 b-lls off
papi hit me with a brick i knock it all off (cocaine)
bad b-tches on my d-ck they pockets all off
we them n-ggas now watch them n-ggas fall off
these b-tches all down, i lay ’em more down
all my n-ggas set, cuz he play for georgetown
i need a 4 pound, its some more rounds
rap givin circles, these n-ggas all clowns
f-ck smokin dust, all my n-ggas we been crazy (f-ck outta here)
can’t hold me back, i’ma blow up like m-80 (ea)
f-ck smokin dust, all my n-ggas we been crazy (crazy)
two glock 9s, holdin sh-t to my twin babies (blaow)
them ryder n-ggas dont f-ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n-ggas run the east side of manhattan (thats a fact)
them ryder n-ggas dont f-ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n-ggas blitz n-ggas like john madden (mula)

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