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letra de my spider - tec & maine musik

[hook]
that’s my lil spider
he’ll go step for me
that’s my lil spider
put youngboy in a web for me
that’s my lil spider
he’ll go sit up in jail for me
that’s my lil spider
up it and bust it and blow it at 12 for me(yeahhh)
opps steady calling
they hollering they finna pull up
we don’t do no talking,walk down and go an blow a n-gg- hood up
they on they way go get them drakes
we gone wait on them n-gg-s
they on they way go get them drakes
we gone wait on them n-gg-s

[maine]
we gone wait on em hit up they coner
then we gone do it again
if ion go get em with dez and wop
then imma go do it wit twin
blue tip f and n
pearce the body and go through the skin
we put them drake bullets in the wind
we put them drake bullets in the wind
they been calling, we been stalking all they instagram
like speak on they nation
drop a location
i let them cuttas blam
i got that stick with that 50
i got enough ammunition to beef with the city
n-gg-s be swearing they wit it
im bout to send my lil spiders
the way they be living
they on they way to where you stay
betta evacuate
tour em up wit the drake
shoot that b-tch in his face
do em the nasty way
guns clapping like its patty cake
i shoot that bihh like i’m battier
mama told me put that bag away
sense all my enemy’s p-ssed away

[hook]
that’s my lil spider
he’ll go step for me
that’s my lil spider
put a n-gg- in a web for me
that’s my lil spider
he’ll go sit up in jail for me
that’s my lil spider
up it and bust it and blow it at 12 for me(yeahhh)
opps steady calling
they hollering they finna pull up
we don’t do no talking,walk in go and blow a n-gg- hood up
they on they way go get them drakes
we gone wait on them n-gg-s
they on they way go get them drakes
we gone wait on them n-gg-s

[tec]
glock 18 wit the d-ck
pull up on big and pick up the cig
maccoroni got this b-tch from pig
we don’t do revolvers no mo
imma shoot this b-tch until it click
pull up where a f-ck n-gg- live
spare his baby mama and his kids
no f-ck it they all gotta go
them n-gg-s still talking bout smoke
we give it to em like a cigarette
put them b-tches in they fitted cap
i want that b-tch in the clouds, for real
i want that b-tch in the clouds
we knocked em off
it went unsolved
they put it on forensic files
i sprayed like a hundred sum rounds
tear they sh-t up like a shredder
can’t walk in my shoes b-tch
you ain’t no stepper
put one on the news, got hit with that metal
clap that beretta whenever i catch em yea
that was my work, i got em murked
i left his face open
they still got the case open
stole yo dog
i’ll pull a beethoven

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