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letra de rydin - t.i.

[hook: t.i]

got my glock c-cked, rydin
in my drop top, rydin
looking for them n-ggas where they at stop hidin
got my glock c-cked, rydin
in my drop top, rydin
aye i know you know where them n-ggas at stop lyin
got my glock c-cked, rydin
in my drop top, rydin
looking for them n-ggas where you at stop hidin
got my glock c-cked, rydin
in my drop top, rydin
ah ah ah aye aye aye where them n-ggas at

[verse 1: t.i]
aye i done lost my temper,went and grabbed my pistol
now before you know it i be hanging out the window
air it out my n-gga, lights out my n-gga
down to do 100 years bout my n-gga
squeeze automatic triggers till it ain’t a bullet left
no mask, bare face, i came to do it myself
pump on my back choppa at hand another two in my belt
know a couple hundred k!llers but im refusing the help
it’s personal, some other n-ggas just considered this some work to do
i wanna see you choke till you purple, and know who hurtin you
then again man i hate him to much to k!ll him (what!)
i wanna see him suffer forever let’s keep him living (what the f-ck you saying!)
h-ll naw f-ck that, let em’ fly
f-ck him, f-ck his mamma, f-ck his kid, let em’ die
and im down to loose my motherf-cking life about that
an f-ck any n-gga who don’t like it you got that

[hook]

[verse 2: plies]
you like to throw rocks p-ssy and hide your hand
i like to lay in bushes p-ssy, with chopper hand
p-ssy -ss n-gga pressed charges ran to the man
b-tch -ss n-gga got spooked them choppers went to sprayin’
you n-ggas shooting to get a name, i’m shooting to murk
you p-ssy -ss n-gga rookies you don’t know how to lurk
them n-gga friendly shooters, you shooting in the dirt
wanna be a k!ller got to look at what your shooting first
p-ssy -ss n-gga rydin shooting with his eyes closed
i don’t shoot in the leg cause i dont aim that low
you better hope this b-tch jam when i let it go
you know how i like to get at n-ggas four in the morning
car full of drums n-gga no handguns on me
goons on pill locked n-gga [?] on me
skied up, blacked out, extra clips on me
we gon lay in these bushes, till you come out homey

- t i

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