letra de vicious freestyle - t-loc 2730 & t-loc
[t loc 2730]
them f-ck n-ggas know what we on
duece seven trey owe sk county reds on that little city
where it’s slimy loc u better keep a pole
and if you ain’t from the town you better stay your ass at home loc gang
all a n-gga want is them strips
and if you step into my section flexing n-ggas getting stripped
my locs be breaking n-ggas for them motherf-cking chips
nsl gang n-gga everybody k!lla sh-t
these locs is known for flipping n-ggas whips
known for spinning n-ggas blocks tripping over lil sh-t
them nsl n-ggas known for active sh-t
you wanna locs respect i gotta see you empty stick
you n-ggas known for cuffing with a b-tch
my n-ggas known for chops, drum mags, and extra clips
n-gga you still up in the house with yo stick
mе my n-ggas known for jiggin’ dirty posts for bigger sh-t
them n-ggas big active in thе streets but in the can i remember n-ggas nice h-lla sweet
it’s big bad norte homie puro xiv and if you slide through that dub state you better slide with gleek
them nsl n-ggas man they known for keepin’ heat
they known for puttin’ holes in sucka’ n-ggas in these streets
you known for testifying, known for freezing with your piece
pillow talkin’ to the b-tch got me dead h-lla weak
[trackmoney p]
she keep askin’ what i’m doin’ i’m gettin’ straight to chicken
ten thousand blues, i can’t count’ cause they keep stickin’
grab my jersey, hop in the game, i hit triple digits
i’m outside drinkin’ all day, i need at least a mil’
my phone (?) good with or without a deal
flip all this work then come back so i know it’s real
you really trust in that b-tch that is not player
put em on but they mad at me they ain’t getting paper
i really figure you out it all makes sense
so when you see him it’s all love jus split his wig
we gone sit him down for breakfast with this hot one
they really broke try to break him off but they ain’t got nun
he thought i wouldn’t spin the block out in daylight
glock started smacking out the window in this plain sight
big lounge in my office i’m tryna count fifty, i’m up cuz i’m up
i don’t really need no b-tches with me
i got no time for it
dodge baby cause he hit me, i can’t ignore it
did me faulty, do it again, yeah nice try
things that cost in the world, he gon’ pay with his life
i give you work on this set, i’ma need triple
real broke and hate for nothing, i’m not that individual
they don’t really run the yaks, we got the streets locked
like they big homie a b-tch, he always cl!ck with the crime stop
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