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letra de hunnit k flow - zias & b-lou

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[zias]
gettin’ money
that’s the type of sh-t i’m into
tryna stake my bands up
real talk, n-gg- 10-2
you know i’m crazy
a little off in the menal
be gentle
or you’ll end up with my fist to your dental
i’m a quiet n-gg-
i don’t need no one to bend to
i don’t cuddle
f-ck her good
another door she gets sent to
you don’t know what i been through
the f-ck is you sayin’
think you can check me?
the f-ck, is you playin’?
that’s like you sayin’
that you faster than usain
f-ck n-gg-, is you sane?
i a greedy mothaf-cka
on top of the food chain
that deu-deuce hang on my pocket
it go do-do bang when i pop it
so all you lames better stop it
yeah, you better watch your mouth
i’m a trill n-gg-, no doubt
might catch me at your hoe house
digging her f-cking throat out
run up on me stupid
it might go south
that chopper went how you runnin’ like odell
on-the-go route
quarterback
give you a bullet from the pocket, g
a hundred k, that mean a lot to me
that might be good enough for some
but it’s not to me
got my brother, sister, mother, pap to feed
remember times when i ain’t have a pot to pee
praying daily
cause i got a lot to be
thankful for
how i’m running through this beat
you would think my ankle sore
me an b-lou, we the f-cking greatest
do not debate us
to all the haters
all i got to say is
f-ck you
yeah, f-ck you
with a long -ss ?
we gon’ keep this thing rolling
but this not no paradise
i just k!lled this f-cking beat
n-gg-, rest in paradise

[b-lou]
my situation crazy
they don’t understand
everyday hustling
tryna’ make it off them grams
n-body there to help you
it ain’t no helping hands
imma do it by myself
because i f-cking can
only thing is on my mind
and that’s to be the man
selling work out the bas-m-nt
tryina feed the fam
you f-ck with me
i’m sending shots
like i’m german lamb
i’ve been to jams
where my n-gg-s switch up
you f-ck with me
and imma have that .40 hiccup
just grinding
can’t wait ’till i see that b-tch truck
so i’m swerving all night
tryna’ get my cake up
yeah, i was dreaming ’bout this sh-t
yeah, it was yesterday
but today we f-ck around
and hit 100 k
this n-gg-s mad
i can see it on them haters face
i just use this sh-t as motivation
i’ve been on them ugly corners
chilling with haitiens
93 gas n-gg-s
that’s how we blazin’
i send them bullets to your house
like brady with the patriots
we started out eating noodles
now it’s crawfish
young boss sh-t
f-cking with b-lou
have you 6-feet in the coffin
i always had it
never lost it
people say i changed
’cause i don’t come around often
i never played the bench
but i’m a starter
i got a son
so that sh-t just make me grind harder
beyond my p’s and q’s
and it made me move smarter
i’m stacking up my chicks
that’s why my money longer
lou!

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