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letra de dedd barchetta - sugs

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[hook]
just packed 50 f-ckin oppies in my dedd barchetta
cut em up and stack em nice, don’t get no blood on the legs
ain’t tryna talk just want the jaw because the head far great
you tote the 45, spose’ we goin to war time mate

[verse]
yo why you testin’, here’s a lesson, i go v for vendetta
that smith and wesson go together like two birds of a feather
you try go play round with that pole you spin around it like tether
they flyin both sides, know there ain’t no joy and no plеasure
f-ck ya goals guy. motherf-ck ya cosign b-tch
grab the bowiе knife, stab him 34 times b-tch
david bowie type, blackstar, throwin scythes b-tch
act like crona with these hoes, i eat your soul, bye b-tch
i’m on the run; tell em jimmy’s comin with lil janey
don’t enrage or p-ss her off you know that janey got a motherf-ckin’ gun
i get fendi-floatin’ when i’m mothaf-ckin’ tokin’
crash a 47 boeing to the mothaf-ckin’ sun
how i rock, can not talk wit ya bro
hate the pigs and the po’, imma chokehold that motherf-cker trump
throwin rocks, throwin stones at your home
get too close, imma knock u off ya toes out ya motherf-ckin’ trunks

[hook]
just packed 50 f-ckin oppies in my dedd barchetta
cut em up and stack em nice, don’t get no blood on the legs
ain’t tryna talk just want the jaw because the head far great
you tote the 45, spose’ we goin to war time mate

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