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letra de no hook - tyronfrmda100s

[intro: mareafrm11ave]
go

[verse 1: mareafrm11ave]
say n-ggas wanna fight make his party then
big ass glock onna’ night stand, grab that b-tch and i’m firin’
hollows flyin 6.663, hollows finna put a b-tch onna news
just give me the blues i’ll give you the clues
still ain’t no fool, neva finished school
[?] we sending them shots you know we can’t miss that
big red dot you know we can’t miss that
[?]
i’m 1 hp imma need me a med pack
i’m off that drank imma need me a 6 pack
choppa hit a n-gga like it’s 6 flags(b-tch)
send shots like giannis n-gga get to dunkin’
that couldn’t be me n-gga ian runnin’
you n-ggas ain’t tuff n-gga why you frontin’
you chasin them hoes you ain’t gettin money
i’m stackin my money til it’s real a sum
that b-tch [?] she a real dummy
pull up on they block time to catch a body this choppa gon hit em like [?]
[verse 2: tyronfrmda100s]
spark up yo top like a lighter
we gеt busy mask on michael myers
blow his face wit hеat like a blow dryer
spin that block everyday don’t get tired
n-ggas talk all that sh-t we’ll get on yo head
smoking on n-ggas like smokey and craig
i ask for top why why you open yo legs?
y’all lacking and sh-t but a n-gga prepared
just like jimmy butler b-tch i got the heat
a n-gga ain’t herb but a n-gga a g
y’all witness this sh-t and quick to tell police
if you wanna run these bullets r.i.ps
lethal weapons i feel like danny glover
if we can’t get you then we getting yo brother
you kissing her ass but i already f-cked her
man it’s rush hour i feel like chris tucker
n-gga talk all that sh-t but they really be p-ssy
we’ll slide to yo ass wit a mask and a hoodie
just like tyler perry these clips is movies
sho off they guns but these n-ggas don’t use it
my gun like a fan cause that b-tch blow
all of my n-ggas gon t up fasho
they love to talk trash man y’all n-ggas hoes
gun slime sh-t it’s gon wipe yo nose
ain’t no more fights lil n-gga we just spray sh-t
sneak dissin on n-ggas man y’all on sum g-y sh-t
all my n-ggas been dyin to get yo face hit
if u bragging my homies will take sh-t
shoot at yo head don’t aim at no chest
you talking too muck and now you got stretched
we logged em out now we on to the next
we aiming at domes so why you bring a vest
hit his ass rush em straight to the doctor
uzi, glizzies, gats and choppas
put that barrel to his make me holler
n-ggas always dyin to hit for sum dollars
we gon spin blocks like a ceiling fan
glock blowing n-ggas but it ain’t no wind
cuz we gon spin again and spin again like 50 cent we k!ll meny men
[interlude: tyronfrmda100s]
ha, man y’all n-ggas hoes fa real man show y’all n-ggas how we do it inna raq on bro

[verse 3: tyronfrmda100s]
grilling sh-t like it’s fourth of july
glock give a n-gga wings so he can fly
send his ass all way up to the sky
smoking yo n-gga that sh-t got me high
i’ll beat n-ggas ass 1 on 1 it don’t matter
how yo big n-gga got knelt wit no hammer
he want the smoke we gon give his ass cancer
n-gga imma stepper like a tap dancer
onna guys man y’all n-ggas be tweaking
like abraham leave a n-gga top lincoln
cold asl like i was anemic
chicago made a n-gga turn to a demon
run up on me that’s a face shot
i can’t speak on to much sh-t cuz the jakes hot
n-ggas say stop but i can’t stop
n-ggas want war is ya ready like kay flock, n-gga

- tyronfrmda100s

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