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letra de beast mode - trdee

lil’ bro, what you slide, what you punch?
heard you freak like pinky but your ass still [?]
[?] bro got that bl!ck [?]
told her ass just want the neck, now she huffing and puffing
when i catch dog, that’s his ass
and he better pray his ass run fast
do you know the feeling of not having cash?
if this rap sh-t was a wave sh-ttyboyz never on last
listen, bro i talk sh-t cause i can
f-ck i look like beefing with a fan
cause you faithfully watching my stories
doing this scam while your ass always worried
ass up, face down, no other way
when you shoot that strap, boy look the other way
n-ggas sliding down [?] run the other way
n-ggas talking down, hating, just another day
another day running up that cheese
if you got some cheese say cheese
i like it better when you on your knees
and remember being bummy and we had to rock lee’s
i just caught a play, we up, up
all my real shooters hold your sticks up
babytron made cheese off that six plus
and when you charging for the sauce you gon’ need about six plus
catch plays with my b-tch, call her [?]
the only n-gga on my head is my f-cking barber
[?]
now i’m grinding for a mili like that n-gga carter
girl throw it back, ain’t your best
i [?] bring your best
don’t let ’em see your paper like a test
call [?] said i’m always good on the west
all my eastside n-ggas throw your e’s up
go and bust a jug, n-gga put that weed up
cause i swear my next jug [?]
it must have feel good to make cheese with your feet up
“can i be a sh-ttyboy?” uh, maybe
if you get that bank account and that social watch your baby
god forgive me for my sins [?]
[?] in a daily
you really call that freak b-tch your baby?
asked her how it taste, she said tasty
my dog sending bullets like he grady
sh-ttyboyz falling off? b-tch you crazy
bend it over, red nose like you’re rudolph
put her hair up, now my sides getting blew off
shotout to the n-ggas that made it out, [?]
where’s the money? where’s the conversation?
n-ggas gon’ exclude y’all
big slime, big dog, big ball
really helped you that hard when your ass solo
and them n-ggas that you think crispy still ball roll
and this piece still hitting, two for one combo
we gon’ slide after we slide, turn around and wake the block up
n-ggas wanna steal the sauce, imitators tryna mock us
and they see we coming up so the haters wanna stop us
sh-ttyboyz is on top, can’t no n-ggas ever top us
i hear a lot of this and that, n-ggas better come with some facts
not no hoes, not no p-ssies, none of that
a n-gga stay on our d-ck like our sack
see dog out, he turn sonic
f-cking for some hours off the chronic
you keep a .30 like you curry, how ironic
these n-ggas telling stories, writing comments
n-ggas see me out and go mute
they say shooters always gon’ shooters
so what you think my thugs gon’ do?
sh-ttyboyz coming harder, times two

- trdee

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