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letra de tha spot - wayne616

[intro]
(f-ck the fire, we got grease)
(it’s a wayne beat)
(his name’s pablo)

[verse 1: louie ray]
this my trap, i sold a brick there
yeah, this my hood store, i parked the whip there
i just bought some gucci socks, i got every pair
to see if it’s oil base, i let it melt clear
been on the other sides of shootouts, i done felt fear
get it done and send ’em back soon as the rest clear (i’ll be there in a minute, my n-gga)

[verse 2: nuk]
my fiend snorting percs off of tablе, don’t like doing g’s
i’m just like the playoffs with thе oranges, it’s like tnt
i don’t even know hoes in the morning, i’m like who is she?
you can’t even compare to the bags, so how can we compete?
right before my b-tches hit the bottle, they take two aleves
we treat pills just like dna, the way we move the genes

[verse 3: louie ray]
i don’t know what i smoke a week, it might be a p
jump out my nike tracksuit and throw on d&g
turn the cocaine yellow, wearing off-white
right now, my grill two-tone, neck’s all white
now let me bring the work back, you n-ggas jobs fried
i get so deep in the p-ssy like i’m tryna hide
i’m tryna get my music heard, i ain’t tryna sign
oh, they acting like they can’t see me, guess i gotta shine
all-black matte lamborghini, gotta make it mines
operation look legit, but it’s all a crime
could’ve sold this perc’ for sixty bucks, but give me thirty-five
make sure the hood eat forever, get me glorified
made two-fifty off this rap sh-t, [?][1:08] verified
make thirty-six hundred for a ‘bow turn to eighty-five
[verse 4: nuk]
got dinosaur money, i be paging my accountant
i made a half a brick of dog look like eighty-five thousand
don’t even talk like you ’bout it ’til you get your grams back
i really came up off of blow, boy, i ain’t just saying that
before i put it on the stove, i let it run under of the sink
before i run out of this paper, they gon’ run out of that ink
she fifty-plus, ain’t got good insurance, that’s what i tell the doc
ain’t gotta scam, just pick up that dog is what i’m tellin’ glock
i switch the stash every other week, that’s if they get a drop
my fiends knowing it got fent’ in there, they smell it when it lock
my b-tches try to put that p-ssy on me just to sit me down
i can’t tell them boys what state i’m in, won’t even say the town
i can’t tell them boys what state i’m in, won’t even say the place
told my n-ggas i got faith in girl just like i’m stevie j

[verse 5: louie ray]
was getting ice work cheap, paying eighty-five an ounce
couldn’t get me out the spot, was in there laying on the couch
whip my d-ck out for her, then lay it in her mouth
before we was blowing zaz’, we was heavy on the loud
came to the show deep, gang heavy in the crowd
i went on and paid the extra, they ain’t pack n0body down
it’s too big to go in her p-ssy, had to tape it all around
it’s three n-ggas that i serve, but it make it all around
[outro: louie ray]
like, everybody in the city get a little bit, n-gga (everybody touch this sh-t)
like, we boomin’, n-gga

- wayne616

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