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letra de rip nuski - wanski

rip nuski lyrics
[verse]
wish i can bring you back b-tch, so you can live wit’ me
rap sh-t finally payin’ off touch that mill’ ticket
know when i touch mom dukes and yo’ kid in it
break down the bag wit’ the fam, i’m a real n-gga
i’m in the a in a lamb, two sticks if one jam
free the tang, snitch n-ggas in the crew got em found
i can’t trust nun’ for real, get shot if you my mans
cartier, no light, or the light, it just dance
spotlight on us nuski, gotta run this up nuski
play it like its only one, i can’t f-ck it up nuski
we was down to our last, they ain’t give a f-ck nuski
when it’s smoke on the floor, used to run to us nuski
i was just startin’ off, i got a different jump nuski
still will hop deep in that bag, yea like f-ck music
take a whole thang, split it up, run through it (know we them boys)
the label come wit’ two hunnid’ know he ain’t goin’
i can get that for a grit if i want it
i can’t even cap to my fans like i ain’t on it
bus down the lane, sh-t insane, can’t control it
i got bro on my head, in the feds, stay focused
i can’t even eat if i ain’t got no pape’ on me
ridin’ wit’ big drac’, i heard i got the apes on me (f-ck n-gga)

(beat switches up)
ouuu, wanski
f-ck we be on man
k!ll sh-t, drill sh-t man (fa fa fa)
free the guys man (fa fa)
bllllrt
we done sold it all
we don’t talk ’bout them rentals, when we rode em all (n-gga)
why you talkin’ ’bout the dog? boy you know you cap (cap)
boy i got too many lanes, all you know is rap, p-ssy
got 10 and some change bout’ to leave it up in truth
two fs, two dracs when we slide, me and boo (ouu, wanski)
if you b-tch ass ain’t tryna’ die, then leave the group (fa fa fa) (blrrt)
i’m k!llin’ everything, catch y’all ass on that block, hop out drill everything
the money, jewels and girls… i want everything
he got in that room and he told everything
to get down the way, i done rolled everything
i ran up some sh-t, and i froze everything
cartier dancin’, look at the cuban link
tired of all these bum ass n-ggas sayin’ what they gon’ do to me (yea)
thirty racks on me chillin’ danglin’ in the hood (yea)
come through a n-gga block, hangin’ wit the wood (fa)
dog say, he forever silent, he a stain for good
know that sh-t don’t feel right
know if you go against the gang, you get k!lled right?
he done came back and died again, he got k!lled twice (dumb ass n-gga)
walk you at a green light (yea)
(blrrt)

- wanski

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