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letra de beretta talk - wgb olt

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[intro]
jaylen west, is not gonna be on snapchat.. for a very long time.. i am his father
and we’re gonna get a couple of things clear.. for omar, tyler, josiah, and whomever else is in your little gang. my son is not in your gang
if you have an issue with that come see me, and for everybody else

[verse 1]
shoot with the beretta the range is long
beretta on me when i made this song
he was observing my chain too long
now that f-ck n-gg-‘s brains is gone
all this cash boy it’s too much to handle
i keep a stick like i’m toting bamboo
we finna slide, no sandals
i take his head off if i get the chance to

[verse 2]
slide through in the benz all black like a sharpie
diamonds so cold, i feel like frosty
you can’t name one n-gg- thats finna pop me
we got more soldiers than the u.s. army
pop out the cut with glock 30 and shoot sh-t
kick in his door, kung fu’ sh-t
ar to his head his brain started oozin’
i got hollow tips to protect all these blue strips

[verse 3]
the clothes that i got on my n-gg- is top notch
pull up to the scene get it popping like pop rocks
i dare any n-gg- diss wgb
choppa have a n-gg- jumping like he was playing hop scotch
i’m the only young n-gg- that’s with it
spinjitsu choppa be kicking
i’m the type of n-gg- to take all yo sh-t and then help you find who did it

[verse 4]
riding with 30’s you know that we hitting
spin his block, just like a pivot
he said that i can get k!lled in an hour
dumb n-gg- i’d get you k!lled in a minute
what’s the name? it’s olt
1,2,3 is the seconds it take to get hit with that beam
knock his -ss right off his feet
i’m in the kitchen beat the pot just like ufc

[verse 5]
b-tch i’m the young black version of scarface
i was in school jugging in the hallway
just pulled up with a bad b-tch she from l.a
i beat the cat like dr. dre. did michel’le
talk down on the gang and you in a fire zone
i can’t leave the crib if i can’t bring my pipe along
i just poured another liter in my styrofoam
you gon’ get clapped if you got a wire on

[verse 6]
i just pulled up to yo spot
and i got the glock
and i won’t hesitate to pop
riding round’ in yo city
throwing up 3’s with purple flags yelling
skrrt off, in 2 wraiths
don’t try to pay me now n-gg- it’s too late
double my cup with some ace and some wool – aid
he ran up and got “bussdown” no blueface

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