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letra de 55555 (freestyle) - sysho & dylber

55555 (freestyle) lyrics
[intro]
dylber
h-llo? just a minute. jj, telephone!
yeah, you don’t wanna be like oh that’s that weird kid dylan, oh that’s the homie, dylan. right? homies

[chorus: dylber]
b-tches be talkin’
b-tches be trifling, b-tches be rockin’ (rockin’)
keep on the glock, you know it’s in my pocket (pocket)
keep on the .40, you know i’m gon’ c-ck it (c-ck it)
you gotta take a drink, you gonna sip it
watch the way you look at me, baby don’t spill it
what is we smoking on? you gonna spliff it
you is a b-tch and my uzi not missing

{verse 1: dylber]
my uzi, my choppa, we coming in too
you gonna f-ck wit me, f-ck wit the crew
cause we gonna have to run a train on you
cause i can not be your man, no boo (bando)
no sir, that’s a f-ckin’ no go (dylber)
we gon’ drop that sh-t in like 3 weeks, watch hoе (watch hoe)
you be tryna talk to me i livе my life in slow-mo (what?)
if you wanna look at me like that just take a photo (take a f-ckin’)

[chorus: dylber]
b-tches be talkin’
b-tches be trifling, b-tches be rockin’ (rockin’)
keep on the glock, you know it’s in my pocket (pocket)
keep on the .40, you know i’m gon’ c-ck it (c-ck it)
you gotta take a drink, you gonna sip it (sip it)
(sip it)
[verse 2: sysho]
hold on, hold on, hold on
dylber knows that i’m boutta go sip it (yeah)
hold on baby girl you know i’m gon grip it
taylor on my bong you know i’m gon’ rip it (yeah, yeah)
grab on my skateboard then try to go flip it
yeah i see the opps you know that i’m dippin’
skrt skrt, baby girl i be whippin’
all of these n-ggas know that i stay hittin’ (skrt skrt)
like a ninja in the dark, yeah, i’m hidden
haven’t you heard this sh-t is ridden wit all of this rock (rock)
as long as i got you i’m never gon’ stop (stop)
and dylber by my side we writing these bops (bop)
i’m tryna go and just make it, all the way to the d-mn top, top, top, top
to the top, top, top, top

[chorus: dylber & sysho]
b-tches be talkin’
b-tches be trifling, b-tches be rockin’ (yeah, yeah)
keep on the glock, you know it’s in my pocket
keep on the .40, you know i’m gon’ c-ck it (yeah, yeah)
you gotta take a drink, you gonna sip it
watch the way you look at me, baby don’t spill it
what is we smoking on? you gonna spliff it
you is a b-tch and my uzi not missing
to the top, top, top, top
to the top, top, top top

- sysho dylber

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