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letra de no price tag - soulja boy

[intro]
n-gga know what the f-ck goin’ on, n-gga
uh, uh

[verse]
n-gga, told the plug, “meet me at the icebox”
uh, then i saw the brick at the jack in the box
uh, choppa shoot a n-gga in his dreadlocks
uh, invest in these shooters like a man don’t stop
uh, postin’ with my n-ggas and we on the block
huh, h-llcat, zaza, this sh-t hot box
uh, and my n-ggas in the kitchen with the pot
uh, almost burned my hand, d-mn, this sh-t hot
uh, ballin’ on these n-ggas like i’m on the court
uh, then i saw the pound at the airport
whippin’ all this dope with a f-ckin’ fork
uh, now i’m on that jet out to new york
got another brick, i gotta sell this sh-t quick, f-ck
n-gga, hit him with the choppa, n-gga think he sl!ck
drop him down with that choppa, i ain’t tryna politic
bust down on my chains and my motherf-ckin’ wrist, uh
f-ck n-gga get hit, sound like thunder
hunnid k for my chain if you ever want it
all my n-ggas sеll bricks in the winter, in the summеr
in the middle of the trap, i pull up in a hummer, uh
uh, lamborghini fallin’, oklahoma
feel like pluto, f-ckin’ up some commas
n-gga play, i hit him with the lumber
hunnid k for my baby mama
trappin’ inside these n-ggas, you know we sell the bags
this sh-t straight swag, ain’t no price tag
beamin’ on the opps like a punching bag
vvs diamonds on my dawg’s head

- soulja boy

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