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letra de hookless - urelocalissue

[verse]
i got three man down on my shavers
tryna get three with the hand-ting next
chef that down, leave my man screaming
get to the t and i send that text (brr, brr)
bro we don’t do no stupid shavings
stab that deep, tryna leave man dead
still in the trap tryna count more racks
i can’t get stopped by the f-cking feds
i can’t get stopped by a f-cking fed
i gotta make sure that my family’s fed
(i’m in the) i’m in the trap with rocks of crack
i’m trap 24’s tryna get my bread
move diligent like broski said
so i’m back on the street still sending pebs
how many times have i told you, dave
just stop turning up tryna short my bread

[verse]
always got it and its 24/7
jump out cars and i swing my wеapon
age 16 locked up in detеntion
still in the trap, don’t care about pension
got caught on a lack, take that as a lesson
half hearted splashing don’t count as a cheffing
dumb little rat, no need for a mention
when i see you, gonna hold a wetting
when i see you, gonna taste my shank
no, wait, f-ck that, you can feel my gun
clocked his face and i popped that door
man chased him down, it was way too fun
free yh, real demon, splash them down
man i don’t feel sorry for his mum
got him in jail with plugs and razors
locked in the wing tryna pattern up buds
[chorus]
where they at? where they hiding?
if i see him, i’ll bine him
got packs, they’re flying
don’t wanna hear nothing else, i’m grinding
all the gang, we’re shining
it’s not luck, it’s timing
got my thing, and i’m riding
jailhouse settings, fist up i’m fighting

[verse]
if i’m in jail, fist up, i get cracking
but if i’m on road, shanks out and pack him
always on volts, i’m down for the action
if i get bagged, don’t do no chatting
if i get bagged, no way can i snitch
(from young) from young mans been on the pitch
swinging my shank and serving kits
i was only 15 when his forehead split

[verse]
i was only 15 when his forehead split
(stab first) stab first, that’s the life i live
put trust in the guys, no way would they sing
man, free all the guys that are locked in the bin
wind that window, i think that’s him
(be quick) be quick, tell broski spin
wouldve thought me and bro were twins
the way we keep stabbing up dem mans skin
[outro]
(wouldve thought me and bro were twins
the way we keep stabbing up dem mans skin)

- urelocalissue

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