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letra de up heat - tray 57

[intro]
‘lotta gun blow talkin’ [?] (this is blue beatz)
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me
i walk up to a opp, then i up heat
and my b-tch bad, man she straight heat

[chorus]
‘lotta gun blow drills talkin’ up [?]
n-gga touch me? n-gga touch these
n-gga f-ck who? you say f-ck me? (nah)
knock your brains down, when i up heat
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
i walk into these opps, then i up heat
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
i walk into these opps, then i up heat

[verse 1]
pillow talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
real drill on a opp when i up heat
bullets pushin’ head back, don’t get [?]
sort of like a pedophile, you get touchеd g
put your brains in your lap to being thirsty
get you stretchеd for the low, talkin’ [?]
stack big racks/rakes b-tch, what the f-ck’s up?
i’m the same lil n-gga [?] up
when i hit my first stain i bought a [?]
twelve sh-lls, so i blew it at the whole strip
[?] get it to take down your whole clique (team)
shot a n-gga in his sh-t caught me a whole brick
i got this n-gga lackin’ on the grove
true religion, robin’s jeans, saggin’ low
please don’t try no funny sh-t i’m from the o
[?] b-tch i get it from the [?]
[chorus]
‘lotta gun blow drills talkin’ up [?]
n-gga touch me? n-gga touch these
n-gga f-ck who? you say f-ck me? (nah)
knock your brains down, when i up heat
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
i walk into these opps, then i up heat
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
i walk into these opps, then i up heat

[verse 2]
tag along with the loud all she wanna do
[?] now she gonna chew
got my robin’s saggin’ low, broski rockin’ trues
i would slide on the thot but i ain’t in the mood
i’m tryna get this money that you never got
my hood be burnin’ up, your sh-t ain’t never hot
i been smokin’ on a lot of [?]
feel like i’m just standin’ on the [?]
call the [?] he got a strap on
guns [?] b-tch turn a [?]
‘lotta n-ggas sneak dissin’ but that’s alright (yup)
i pop up on a [?] show ’em all lights
long ass seven bust your [?] head
[?] left ’em both dead
shootin’ at a trick and we take tricks
and my b-tch bad, b-tch she straight heat
[chorus]
‘lotta gun blow drills talkin’ up [?]
n-gga touch me? n-gga touch these
n-gga f-ck who? you say f-ck me? (nah)
knock your brains down, when i up heat
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
i walk into these opps, then i up heat
n-ggas talkin’ to these thots sayin’ f-ck me (f-ck who?)
i walk into these opps, then i up heat

- tray 57

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