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letra de thf billa - 46 dead opps - thf billa

[intro]
, r-t-rded goofy lookin ass n-gga
and

[verse]
smokin this k.i., this sh-t got me stuck
i been mubuk, b-tch this krump in my cup
f-ck mob, they left bay bay all stuck
and
jamo got hit, he a b-tch
jamonie got hit, took a sh-t and a p-ss
y’all might wanna stop callin kenny moe simba
he didn’t wanna listen, got hit with the stick
that’s how it goes when you f-ck the the 6
you seen our boy then we jump in the whip
won’t say my name cuz these n-ggas is b-tch
they say they miss tooka, well give him a kiss
taking me lightly but b-tch i’m a threat

came out the crib and the tirеs was flat
i thought that b-tch n-gga was finna check
f-ck a loose screw, i got this black and dеcker
you a big bruford and no this is not checkers
only the gang i do not f-ck with extras
pac man is dead man, who wanna play tetris?
bop you a b-tch and i know this is fact
so when you in aldi’s, get baked to a snack
you gonna drop everything you done bought
soon as i get to unloading this mac
and drilla get a check, ain’t no way
he don’t get money, bobby bushey
montana need to lay off them pills
that n-gga lookin worse and worse every day
smokin’ brick bout to go to the brick
the way my shirt poke, you know its a stick
28 shots i call it a zip
dissin chino you get found in a ditch
runnin a check up, i’m f-ckin it off
glock with me n-gga i am young dolph
they don’t run up cuz they know what it cost
head, leg, arm i knock it off
louie b-tch made and so was krump
two for one, man they both will get slumped
catch obama tell him get in the trunk
thf, we ain’t givin a f-ck
f-ck dro b-tch, in bob-o i trust
f-ck jaro, they ain’t rockin wit us
i’m mobk, them boys not on nothin’
somebody tell them don’t get caught at the bus
big 50, this sh-t give you the power
i can’t f-ck if she dont get in the shower
super tough n-ggas really be coward
if they ask, b-tch the city is ours
disrespectul cuz that sh-t in my blood
mans hit up i don’t give him a hug
hit the dip then go and get him a gun
revenge is fun when you get it in blood
n-ggas big teefin like they a horse
curt mac got it right on the porch
sh-t is natural it ain’t gotta be forced
f-ck a lane i’ma stay on my course
last thing boom heard was boom!
now his brains all over the room
goofy n-ggas wanna play with the tool
not a hitta, n-gga, just go to school
bankroll not a roll cause he flat!
shawt mac caught a few to the back!
terry barry got a few to the hat!
poppie got at the store wit the snacks!
smokin opp pack b-tch we can match
ain’t no secret, b-tch we do it for black
dissin’ bob-o that’s the sh-t get you wacked
yall the reason vell turned to a pack
don’t be lackin get ya face on ya lap
don’t be walkin, you could get it like fatz
gucci body, he gon get beat it like mack
free gotti, he was gettin to a sack
free twilla, no 51
i dare a n-gga try to try sum
the people say the good die young
f-ck being good, i’ma fry sum
jail will show a n-gga who a b-tch
i know he scared cause he too tense
in the streets he was shootin sh-t
but behind them walls he won’t do sh-t
these n-ggas like net woofin’, if you sunnyside get your breath tooken
if you suwu then you fufu
won’t whip work, my chef cookin
backwoods of that w-nk pack
we sippin’ streetz, where the drank at?
have a pint of red, that’s cornbread
kee took zeek and they hate that!
6 n-ggas in a tahoe
let’s stuff a cone wit some jaro
they put stunna ass on ice b-tch
rest in peace king marvo
sitchy got it in the worst way
if it’s a race i’m in first place
a lot of shooters and they thirstay
they be smokin sh-t on they birthday
getback gang, thats for t. roy
ymk, f-ck priboy
b-tch i’m billa and i’m next to blow
ho i got the globe, bruce leroy
nez good at duckin’ tacos
i don’t avoid sh-t but big potholes
been on the 6 since a snotnose
we be ridin deep like some vatos
you can get it, this free smoke
krump wanna be like say cheese
i’ma keep steppin on they neck and won’t stop til they say please
i’m a gangsta i don’t hate g’s
i thank god that he made these
my only opps got end place
these other n-ggas is a late breeze
i don’t stop, f-ck i wait, freeze
i ain’t givin up, chase me
b-tch i’m goin’ out like quono did
that’s why 29th used to hate me

- thf billa

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