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letra de bounce back freestyle - stuka

[intro]
stuka

[verse]
by the grace of god, i beat depression
i was low so low i felt like i lost my blessings fam
i had thoughts of gripping on a weapon
come we dial up the plug, man a press it on his melon akh
now everything’s prozy come we peddle that (it’s mad)
and f-ck love cuz, i just wanna get the stack
i need cash i won’t settle till i’m seeing racks
if bro said he got a move then i’m preeing that
we done scouted the trap i’m in and out in a flash
he got ounces and that i had to lift him
cold heart no remorse for a victim
and i expect the same if i’m caught slippin’
n-ggas always talk tough and they ain’t did tings
like they won’t ride but they’ll ride on the riddim
i ain’t with that, i just grab flake and flip that
or i link, and go whip that (whip it)
tt every g gotta bring back
my ting’s hollywood, off white with the [?]
so if we’re talking ‘bout the trap i do it very well
and any time i got bagged i told ‘em fairy tales
“nah nah officer i ain’t with it, i ain’t never been in the field like i’m vidic
i ain’t seen bro back steel and cause spillage
nah i don’t know no trapstars and no drillers fam”
but we still mop stains like cillit bang
so you can’t hang if you ain’t really down with the gang
shawty took two sips and she buss it down
i love it when she come around, throw that back up and down
hit once guarantee she want another round
imma show her suttin’ wild true i know she love my style
but i’m a man on a mission so i gotta bounce
cah ain’t n0body helped the kid when i was down and out
so i ain’t got time for these hoes i’m on the glide with my bros tryna ride on my foes darg
and you know what it’s like on the roads man’ll rise up the pole and slap five at your dome blud
night night game over that’s case closed
that’s the regiment jumping out on the main road (baitface)
i got n-ggas that activate if i say so
like they gon’ bleach out the night just to blaze chrome (mazza)
like what you thought, we won’t turn a n-gga corpse?
we in the garrison, i ain’t tryna show him no remorse
them man are panickin’ we ain’t never gonna settle scores
jump out they’re gettin’ bored i’ll smoke a n-gga like a draw
i tell that n-gga suck your mother she a wh0re
got a problem? take a tour on my block you can find me
that’s ten toes trap mode in my nikeys
so try me i got heart like a pikey (big heart)

- stuka

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