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letra de play no games - the savage family & bry-han solo

sob the gang
sw-nk g

dreaming of a car with a trunk in the front (skrt), i done faced too many blunts
hard for me to see, catch me in the back, you can see me out front (baby boy)
we gon trap you inside so you n-ggas can’t leave
talking all that sh-t now it’s hard for you to breath
they told me talk is cheap so you gotta pay the fee
it cost to be the boss but them n-ggas pay me
f-ck her on the floor i ain’t f-cking up the sheets
f-ck the pillow talking i could never be a snitch
s.o.b the gang and i bet i never switch
s.o.b the gang and them n-ggas get you hit
see me with the gang running trains on ya b-tch
you playing both sides like a f-cking coin flip
fully automatic gotta come with extra clips
rеnovated home gotta come with еxtra b-tch
bet you never met a n-gga living like this, bet you never met a n-gga talking this sh-t
test me if you want i’ma have ya block lit, i’m savage n-gga you can tell by the wrist
see me in the streets and i got the baddest b-tch
the hood sipping ace i don’t know the n-gga mitch
but i’m paid in full or i’m stealing from ya kids
man f-ck them kids man

called my phone it what’s her name, shawty we don’t play no games (juggs)
yea we winning anyway but that’s the news of yesterday (talk)
thought they always said just say it don’t spray it
but if i find ya trap you know we gonna raid
imma give these b-tch motherf-ckers education
hit club after l!cks get to raking
white girl in the face but i’m caking (facts)
money yeah its mine it’s for the taking (deadass)
keep my sh-t 100, never faking
b-tch i know the stakes heaven sakes and
i’m gonna give you mine if you put out ya hand
at the end of the day where the loyalty stands
never feel you owe me if i lend you a band
i just help out my folks i just do what i can (facts)
catch me diving from a far call me me lil peep cuz i’ll die behind these bars
yeah i find out whos in charge, are you ready for the future cuz im already writing ours
another one bites the dust yeah queen wrote that
i’ma go light the blunt hope she know that
ducking all the time from fronts and we go back
no ones gon sign a punk, get d’boed fast
yeah, i’m flowing direct tho say she ain’t happy i told her to let go
i really stole your girl like solos a klepto, i’m packing family size like at boca de peppo
no matter what we face yeah we ain’t gone fall
ain’t chasin nothing man i ain’t gone call
looking like a benchwarmer ain’t gone ball
never been weak let the pain dissolve
used to deal with toxic fate, now i’m healed i get lost in sp-ce
call my girl jane we all walk with apes go bananas on the stanza so the sauce is all bape
off the concentrates and the strongest grapes smoke is all around when i leave
i could never tell what it ain’t i ain’t fake i’ma tell you something you should go believe, sheesh (solo)

called my phone it what’s her name shawty we don’t play no games
yea we winning anyways but that’s the news of yesterday
got heads to feed, got no remarks
can’t get past the beef so b-tch respark
i fill ya feed, b-tch you’s a narc
onlyfans is not an art
knew you’d never get too far
you’d always be off them bars
even score b-tch like a par
now you stuck just like tar
this my sh-t b-tch i’m a star
you can’t compete you sleep in ya car
r-t-rd (j)
grenade with the pen
bro in the pin, did it again, they caught em again
he told me don’t stress
and once he come home they won’t catch em again
i tip her i told her keep up with the work
watch how i back pettle, say i’m a jerk
boss with the work i shows up for the work
sh-t booming sh-t moving in and out like clockwork
i took me an edible, d-mnit i’m freaking out
i can’t comprehend what you speak about
water in hand and i still got the cottonmouth
shipped him up north for them birds in the south
sip of the drink you can level with me
like how she ride sh-t pedal with me
bought me a choppa it’s back in the box
i like how it sound heavy metal to me

you hoe for free shout twitter feed
you do you b-tch i’ll do me
ya moms a hoe sh-ts family tree
you pay yo rent with fetish pee (stop)
i came to see i smoke my tree
don’t get too d-mn close to me
got racks stacked up, designer jeans
you ugly b-tch you ain’t a tease (just stop)
don’t act out on sh-t you speak on
i’ma spit these bars make sure that my mics on
running ya mouth stop playing the fights on
sh-ts kinda rare if i leave you wit ya lights on
not the kinda b-tch that you wanna take flight on
always on 100 eyes got the brights on
mans on my back like he tried to take a bite on
piece on my shoulder and you know i got the sight on (facts)
stoopid
don t f-ck with the team
s.o.b, sob the gang
coming at you all summer long

- the savage family bry han solo

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