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letra de round table - tizzy gang

[intro: vic santoro]
uh
santoro
yeah
you already know, man
rah

[verse 1: vic santoro]
yo, real talk, i’m a real boss
all you heard was shots, man down, then i screeched off
“vic are going hard, you should ease off”
that’s what i’m hearing when i’m walking through these mean blocks
look, g, what i mean was
santoro’s recognised, i’m a real thug
wanna get it cracking? better bring slugs
bet your -rs-‘ll cool out when you witness what the ting does
i don’t care what your team does
ain’t watching who your gs was
so you better fall back with the mean mugs
what you know about [?] having things plugged?
certain times, i wonder if i seek god
get out of the game, never need gloves
i’ve done a bag of things you wouldn’t dream of
situations where me and the devil had to team up
the paramedics had to clean up
this little f-ggot had to eat dust
rip to my n-gg- chubbs
word to my marge, i’ma make them n-gg-s eat slugs
the media saying i got a real buzz
and if i focus, i’ll be worth a couple mill plus
the boydem wanna see me sleep rough
they don’t understand what it’s like in these peak slums

[chorus 1: vic santoro]
where i’m from, n-gg-s die when it’s pete tong
man’ll put their lives on the line just to eat crumbs
the government don’t care what we eat from
and they wonder why out here, n-gg-s beat guns
do what we do just to see funds
squeeze off and bleed on the streets when the beef comes
kick through the door and we breach
torture the yout downstairs till the peace come

[bridge: vic santoro]
i’m a boss player
my whole cartel’s strapped with a nut sprayer
anywhere you see my dons, know the, know the
anywhere you see my dons, you know the gun’s deya
i’m a boss player
my whole cartel’s strapped with a nut sprayer
anywhere you see my dons, know the, know the
anywhere you see my dons, you know the gun’s deya

[chorus 2: vic santoro]
where i’m from, n-gg-s die when it’s pete tong
man’ll put their lives on the line, line
where-where i’m from, n-gg-s die when it’s pete tong
man’ll put their lives on the line just to eat crumbs
where i’m from, n-gg-s die when it’s pete tong
man’ll put their lives on the line, line
where-where i’m from, n-gg-s die when it’s pete tong
man’ll put their lives on the line just to eat crumbs

[verse 2: jason packs]
i see my enemy and a half the pound
shot the strap, n-gg- got dropped like an atom bomb
tragic, dawg, you wan’ die? then get at the dogs
all type of guns, don’t make me go through the catalog
so keep hyping on my n-gg-s like you was psycho
till you see one wheel like a unicycle
use the rifle, wheel out, buss rounds
had n-gg-s running like they’re tryna store a touchdown
yeah, i chase n-gg-s down while the gun clap
dump that, i’m jumping over cars like i’m ong bak
slump that, the plug hit me with the gun pack
i’ma armageddon, water whip it, watch it come back
flipping os, big spliff of dro, green piccolo
thank the plug, got me thumbing bands like it’s tinder, yo
in the snow, trap in any weather, i’ma get it, yo
with the po running up some bands, everything for low
loud pack in my wood, smoke the best dro
strap in my lap [?], let’s go
cocaine jumping out the water like echo
got the block jumping, got two-for-one specials
yeah, i slang the hizza
yeah i stay strapped, dawg, i’ve been armed
sh-ll hit you in the face like a stiffer
p-ssyhole, you know me, i stay with the forty
one in the head like brodie turn you ghost, b
for sure, b, i don’t play games, i’m all about the payday
so i water whip and make my wrist do the nae nae
ayy, i’m in the trap, ’bout to go nuts
can’t have a seat, bedbugs in the sofas
f-ck your plug, call keys when i buy away
grinding on my block? thought that’s my k
wet ’em up, set ’em up like a blind date
nine spray, that’s what happens when a n-gg- violate
shooting like [?], gon’ defend a n-gg- like a lawyer
sh-ll hit your face and destroy ya, oh yeah
i’m rolling with my dawg like sh-ggy
put a hole in you gladly, six out the maggie, n-gg-

[chorus 3: vic santoro]
do what we do just to see funds
squeeze off and bleed on the streets when the beef comes
kick through the door and we breach
torture the yout downstairs till the peace come

- tizzy gang

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