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letra de don dada - ync capo

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[chorus]
don dada, beat a n-gga they gone take him off the roster
i send these bullets & leave yo head like some pasta
won’t stop when the fat lady sing cuz i don’t listen to opera

[verse 1]
roll a opp up in a backwood then i put it in the air
i do the cash walk when the check clear racks in the air
i got some k!llas they a k!ll ya mistress we don’t play it fair
pop pop pop pop ima take him off the map
triple s balenciagas on my feet
i iced my hoe out so it’s diamonds when she speak
i had to toe tag him i hit him 223
got lil shawty in ha knees now she call it b-i-g
on the block get the rebound i’m taxing extras fees
i shoot a house better get down send bullets through ya t–th
aye who be sliming like me
take the doors off of the jeep and do the drive by for free

[pre-chorus]
smoking backwoods wit the opposition b-tches & i’m getting all the information
i get a walk through wit a choppa ion need visitation
i’m sipping codeine taking heavy lean like a mental patient
i get a bankroll i show out put it in they faces

[chorus]
don dada, beat a n-gga they gone take him off the roster
i send these bullets & leave yo head like some pasta
won’t stop when the fat lady sing cuz i don’t listen to opera

[verse 2]
this one right here for hoes that snuck in my mama house
in this world that why i keep a pole i’m bold for the safest route
let the truth be told these n-ggas hoes & don’t wanna shoot it out
bout to cop a lamb & chop it up b-tch i took the ceiling out
ima keep on trapping in the trap til my wrist get froze
givenchy on my toes like a n-gga walk on gold
big gangsta i’m a trap n-gga he say he looking for a plug n-gga where u at n-gga
put that on my mama if u play then u get whacked n-gga
randstad on his tshirt at the red light i might splat n-gga
round of applause for the rookie of the year
i been trapping hard just to put rocks in my ear

[pre-chorus]
smoking backwoods wit the opposition b-tches & i’m getting all the information
i get a walk through wit a choppa ion need visitation
i’m sipping codeine taking heavy lean like a mental patient
i get a bankroll i show out put it in they faces

[chorus]
don dada, beat a n-gga they gone take him off the roster
i send these bullets & leave yo head like some pasta
won’t stop when the fat lady sing cuz i don’t listen to opera

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