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letra de arp - trapboydre10k

[intro: trapboydre10k]
aye
borgo9ine, borgo9ine
n-gga ass gone die
if you play, that’s on god
gone smoke a n-gga ass

[chorus: trapboydre10k]
n-ggas they know when i talk, better listen
we suit up and get us the drop, we go spinnin’
lil’ bro runnin’ ’em down, he don’t care ’bout a scene
this sh-t i’ve been rappin’, i promise i live it
i swear imma do this sh-t, right when i go on a mission
you know imma bl!ck me the wins
gotta arp with a hunnid round drum, with a big ass glock and a clip extended
this murda my hobby, i’m catchin’ a body
not talkin’ to body, just now that i’m drillin’
put me a n-gga up, show me too many peaces, ever since then been down on a minute
it’s a demon inside mе, not goin’ for sh-t
i’m cuttin’ your hands, if i catch you steal
he not evеn like that, he a runner on his eyes
got big when he see me, he didn’t do sh-t
[verse 1: trapboydre10k]
n-ggas pipe down, but they know what i’m on
in real life, i’m the one who get active and spin
i’m the hottest young n-gga to do it, go f-ck up a sack, get the molly and go do it again
real life k!ller, y’all know what i’m on, when i get on a beat, had to link up with quin
i ain’t showin’ no mercy, when i get revenge
barely care what i do, i don’t pray when i sin
was down on my d-ck, till i got me a ball
and we still shootin’ n-ggas, until we get all
can’t even lie, this sh-t wasn’t that day, till i got in these streets and it took me a soul
had him a gun, but he still got shot
and i thought he was straight, till that f-ck n-gga talked
most of my opps know to shut up, they know what i do, when i shoot up and gettin’ ’em all

[chorus: trapboydre10k]
n-ggas they know when i talk, better listen
we suit up and get us the drop, we go spinnin’
lil’ bro runnin’ ’em down, he don’t care ’bout a scene
this sh-t i’ve been rappin’, i promise i live it
i swear imma do this sh-t, right when i go on a mission
you know imma bl!ck me the wins
gotta arp with a hunnid round drum, with a big ass glock and a clip extended
this murda my hobby, i’m catchin’ a body
not talkin’ to body, just now that i’m drillin’
put me a n-gga up, show me too many peaces, ever since then been down on a minute
it’s a demon inside me, not goin’ for sh-t
i’m cuttin’ your hands, if i catch you steal
he not even like that, he a runner in his eyes
got big when he see me, he didn’t do sh-t
[verse 2: quin nfn]
n-ggas know when i be talkin’, they hear me
we gon’ spin on this sh-t, make him stay in
i just put d-ck on a ho, she went f-ck on a new n-gga
tried to come back sayin’ ”he ain’t quin”
i saw the smoke when it came in
new m4, with your ho givin’ face in
they know i’d be in the streets, heard that boy tryna to beaf, but he sweet like a daisy
scope on the top, for this b-tch just to see far
go to the da he gonna need a er
these n-ggas stay on a nail like a pr
fly n-gga [?] with dior
bounce in the blitz, had my young n-ggas get that
shooter just move throught the night, he a insect
we the ones clutchin’ that iron and kick back
play and get hit with ski mask, pitch black
trappin’ apartments, started with vegas
i’m with my brothers [?]
old n-gga hang, got his daughter naked
i miss the water with corbanation
[?], it’s hard to race it
play me, if i ain’t got the rod, i’m swingin’
i’m in the stew, with a k and a dre on the same type of time we hardest payment

- trapboydre10k

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