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letra de no hook - strika

[intro]
anarchy
tweeko mixed this you know, it sounds cold
ready or not, here i come, look
ayy, j1, that’s flames, my bro
grr, baow
rda
ready or not, here i come
drills on drills on drills get done
ready or not, here i come
drills on drills on drills get done
this switch in the glee make everyone run
tellin’ the blues when these yutes get bun
[verse]
f-ck a neck shot, i’ll leave six to your head (baow)
still out, tryna put them to bed
i got tired of swingin’ my arms
so i jump out bait and i feed men lead
c2 already got done, so drill him again
f-ck an intеnt, i’m tryna see m
if i can’t get you, i’m drillin’ your friend
spun that block, let’s spin it again (spin it)
might gеt cooked, i’m a chef like gordon
i had no shank, improvised and floored him
put 22 in his head when we sword him (woo)
can’t tell me ’bout trips, man take that
side by side, tryna push his whole face back
i don’t want a slice, i want the whole cake, akh
try run away, i’ll pace that
put straight shots in his chest, like take that
they wanna’ leave the fam’, i can’t rate that (haha)
we separate the real from the fake, akh
opp block, prey that, k that
ar got hit with a bird, bro ate that (free bro)
the real prevail, man step with my hammer and nails
it ain’t nothing to feed men sh-lls, this corn get beat and slap off afro (bow)
free the team they got locked in jail (free the guys)
my drillers all raise up h-ll
he got rammed and screamed like a girl (b-tch)
like so many man got done, got done
that’s pavements covered, redrum, redrum (ying him up)
we fl!ck that, cl!ck that, wig that, ching that
ying that, ying that, ying that
this beef gets peppered and seasoned
don’t ask why i bang, i got reasons (don’t ask)
they don’t wanna see the smoke of the barrel
every time i buck, they run after [?]
i’m really in the field in the battle
step outta’ line, may get whacked, it’s factual (it’s facts)
look, they don’t stick to the rules
and we got tools, on tools, on tools (yeah)
anywhere goes when we’re patrolling fools
look, black trackie mode, mysterious (bow)
jump out, slump man, serious (whoo)
and i couldn’t give a f-ck about your’ linkups
that’s more n-ggas gettin’ shot at your’ drinkup (grr, bow)
black trackie mode, mysterious
jump out, slump man, serious (whoo)
and i couldn’t give a f-ck about your’ linkups
that’s more n-ggas gettin’ shot at your’ drinkup
[outro]
ready or not, here i come
drills on drills on drills get done
this switch in the glee make everyone run
tellin’ the blues when these yutes get bun
ready or not, here i come
drills on drills on drills get done
this switch in the glee make everyone run
tellin’ the blues when these yutes get bun

- strika

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