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letra de belt - ted ars

word to my g and ya n—– is dead
some of you n—– is cappers some of you n—– is fed
and this for all of my trappers, make sure them n-ggas is dead
and he not a bucket that’s why it’s one in the head

rather come up off of substance, matter fact send one at his dread
im glad that you know we ain’t pumping, matter fact let’s send him to bed
and i can’t talk about (shhhh), he got hit in his head
762’s for the function, make all of them fled
heard you lil n—– tried dissing me and don’t wanna break bread
new gen 5 with a symphony and it’s singing in lead

heard you try go calling buzzo, n—- go takе your meds
cause next i go slidе in a stolo, who gon drop cuz i’m seeing red
and don’t worry cuz i got ya lo, i ain’t coming i send em instead
and u better hope you got your pole, on sight i’m sending in sevv
i ain’t b but you ready know, send a kite and send em a yam
how many deuces i threw if i’m throwing a shot then i’m sending a band

on my mother he hiding, when i catch him he getting the belt
and i’m bout to come through in a slider, ems ain’t sending em help
and i ran up on my lonely doley, now he leaving with whelps
now i’m getting up closer, no reaction i’m moving in stealth
cause i wanted to teach him a lesson, i ain’t think i needed the belt (uh)
so when you come walk in my section, better hope you ain’t leaving in shelf’s
how the f-ck is you scared of reflecting and to think of somebody else (uh)
i’m boutta crash out in a second, matter fact let’s send em to wellz
brody got knocked so i send em bail, he a felon so how could he tell
and the thoots they coming for seconds, and the backends i send through the mail
we gon keep trooping trooping through them sections, he get caught we send him to h-ll
we gon macaulay culkin till we catch him
he would’ve been here he shouldn’t have fell

- ted ars

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