letra de 9mm - trappdaplugg
[intro]
uh, yeah, huh, let’s go
uh, yeah, b-tch, let’s go
uh, yeah, yeah, let’s go
uh, yeah, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, yeah, let’s go
uh, yeah, yeah, let’s go
uh, yeah, huh, let’s go
uh, yeah
[verse]
yeah, they say they love you
but they do not care about you
yeah, she say she hate me
b-tch, i’m in love wit’ you
i cannot go, if i can’t bring my tool
uh, he think i’m finna fight
no, i’m not fightin’ you
my brother, he keepin’ him one
so don’t play with this, my n-gga got guns
they shootin’ some sh-t for some fun
they f-ck you up, put yo’ ass in the trunk
they made me switch it up
thеy thought i had one flow, no, that’s not enough
i’m countin’ up racks, i’m countin’ it up
that’s yo’ lil’ ho, yeah, shе gettin’ f-cked up
my brother, he crip, he throwin’ it up
don’t come over here, ’cause we sendin’ slugs
they smoke on yo’ partner, smoke him like some runts
he got hit in his face, he ain’t get up
don’t know why she naked, i don’t want no s-x
i told her come here, give me neck
and i’m tryna get straight to a check
b-tch i got money, no i’m not ya’ ex
ain’t mean to throw shots, no i’m not that dude
i’m a nice ass n-gga but i can get rude
punch him in his sh-t, he got a missin’ tooth
pull out that stick, make that b-tch boom
f-ck her from the back, make her go to sleep
you don’t show me love, but you mad at me?
nine millimeter in a four-three, ha (four-three)
[outro]
uh, yeah
yeah, they say they love you
but they do not care about you
yeah, she say she hate me
b-tch, i’m in love wit’ you
i cannot go, if i can’t bring my tool
uh, he think i’m finna fight
no, i’m not fightin’ you
my brother, he keepin’ him one
so don’t play with this, my n-gga got guns
they shootin’ some sh-t for some fun
they f-ck you up, put yo’ ass in the trunk
they made me switch it up
they thought i had one flow, no, that’s not enough
i’m countin’ up racks, i’m countin’ it up
that’s yo’ lil’ ho, yeah, she gettin’ f-cked up
my brother, he crip, he throwin’ it up
don’t come over here, ’cause we sendin’ slugs
they smoke on yo’ partner, smoke him like some runts
he got hit in his face, he ain’t get up
don’t know why she naked, i don’t want no s-x
i told her come here, give me neck
and i’m tryna get straight to a check
b-tch i got money, no i’m not ya’ ex
ain’t mean to throw shots, no i’m not that dude
i’m a nice ass n-gga but i can get rude
punch him in his sh-t, he got a missin’ tooth
pull out that stick, make that b-tch boom
f-ck her from the back, make her go to sleep
you don’t show me love, but you mad at me?
nine millimeter in a four-three, ha (four-three)
(nine millimeter in a four-three)
yeah, they say they love you
but they do not care about you
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