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letra de playground - splitzismyname

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[hook]
yuh
i’m with my n-gga 6, and we coolin’
if you don’t get bread, what the f-ck is you doin’?
and you don’t got a glock, how the f-ck is you shootin’?
and i pull up and shoot, but no, i’m not hoopin’
get hit with the strap, left a n-gga clueless
you cannot rap, boy you cannot do this
i got the clip in the glock like a movie
yuh, yuh, i’m in the trap-house
get hit with the strap, make a f-ck n-gga blackout
like b-tch, i’m not scared, why the f-ck would i back down?
and i’m f-ckin’ yo b-tch and i’m pullin’ her tracks out
just like an athlete, runnin’ his mouth
just like a king, i’ma aim for his crown
run down, run down, don’t hear a sound
break in that b-tch, and i told ’em to lay down!

[verse]
b-tch n-gga stay down!
he with his kid, so i shoot at the playground
silencer on the glock, it don’t make sound
he took a l, so i slide with a k-round
hold on, i heard you want beef, n-gga?
i don’t need a v, i run down on my feet, n-gga
what’s that in my clip? it’s ten times three, n-gga
i don’t need no house ‘causе i be in the streets, n-gga
yuh, just call up my phone if you tryna gеt hit up
put a band in the bag, n-gga, this is a stick up
when i’m on the sprite, my n-gga gon’ kick cup
i geek off the drugs, b-tch, i cannot sit up
i run to his strip, and a n-gga get lit up
like that n-gga leakin’, that n-gga can’t get up
like chavo, it’s hard for my ass to get set up
[hook]
yuh
i’m with my n-gga 6, and we coolin’
if you don’t get bread, what the f-ck is you doin’?
and you don’t got a glock, how the f-ck is you shootin’?
and i pull up and shoot, but no, i’m not hoopin’
get hit with the strap, left a n-gga clueless
you cannot rap, boy you cannot do this
i got the clip in the glock like a movie
yuh, yuh, i’m in the trap-house
get hit with the strap, make a f-ck n-gga blackout
like b-tch, i’m not scared, why the f-ck would i back down?
and i’m f-ckin’ yo b-tch and i’m pullin’ her tracks out
just like an athlete, runnin’ his mouth
just like a king, i’ma aim for his crown
run down, run down, don’t hear a sound
break in that b-tch, and i told ’em to lay down!

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