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letra de guala - takeer

[intro: takeer]
b-tch i ain’t k!ll, i’m innocent, pop a percocet
b-tch be on some other sh-t, it ain’t no compliment
f-ckin’ with my bats, lil’ b-tch, this sh-t gon get you k!lled
i run it up, that guala, b-tch, that sh-t gon make me-
oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh
f-ckin’ up my bag, yeah, you outta time
playin by the rules, yeah yeah, you better abide
boy, you ain’t on sh-t, yeah yeah, you ain’t gon slide, yeah

[chorus: takeer]
b-tch i ain’t k!ll, i’m innocent, pop a percocet
b-tch be on some other sh-t, it ain’t no compliment
f-ckin’ with my bats, lil’ b-tch, this sh-t gon get you k!lled
i run it up, that guala, b-tch, that sh-t gon make me rich

[verse 1: takeer]
stakin’ up my crypto, i need some money though
send that rubber on a coat, thе f-ck i’m sayin for?
i be off so many things, now cruisin’ down the road
don’t tell mе to stop now, i’m puffin’ on your bros

[bridge: takeer]
f-ckin’ up my bag, you outta time
playin’ by the rules, you better abide
boy, you ain’t on sh-t you ain’t gon slide
i can see that p-ssy sh-t inside your eyes
[verse 2: mch6]
tapped in, tapped out, zip up, zip down, oh yeah
my n-ggas is already done with that sh-t
tapped in, tapped out, zip up, zip down, oh yeah
my n-ggas is already done with that sh-t
i’m on the roof, dog, they know that i’m f-cking stealing and tellin’ ’em that i’m just travelin’ too cold
con la pc en la mano, i k!ll the fulano
just know that i’m tired of y’all normie stuff, y’all normie stuff, y’all normie stuff, y’all n-
y ya no se que hacer, ya no se que beber
saben que cuando los confrontó, no saben que hacer
y nunca saben lo afortuna’o que me encuentro
ando en la calle y yo no tengo documento

- takeer

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