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I'm off in jell like a trap I want it all like now These niggas hush and gabble I got no pussy left Think that lil bitch is a devil I'm in a claw with a hound That fellow felt like a pound Life is a mother fucking gamble Pull in the right invert He might be right off for work I want former former I got the lil pussy first You shamed you ain't going to church Playing with me get you hurt I'm still in real loves no shirt I get on that drink and I lurk I'm fucking a model tonight He may never shot me with no eye If I cannot roll then I die 45 when he showed the price I stay up the head of the rye Ain't talk at the bread and rye And yo bitch ain't ever do it again Get ran over on a blood bye Your money your money your money Who the fuck you think I am a dummy Letras de cancionesAnd any nigga who got a problem with me Tell them nigga I said rotty I got depressed on the scale I love when pussy don't smell I do not shoot in the house I wanna trap with ya I want a Ford in the hood I had to drop out with you Three for the tenners and you Look nigga don't make me do it In the games and let 'em do All the dog you sell them to It is embarrassed that you ever more Got a dime and dazzle and jewel Got a rap order me now Got a quarter million right now I'm going up bitch I live in the sky All the things nigga gotta die Not all my niggas can rap But all my niggas can try I put my stone above All want the pussy above I'm 'bout to vision the words This city where I got a bag I like to ball in cash They asked what did it to me I don't like to argue with nigga I'm late like I'm on a digger You ain't a white man you ain't no hero It's minder when I'm in the building Had a bigger verse than bitch I be own If you don't believe it then put on the song You really fuck me the homie girl is home I don't give a fuck if I'm already on What is my limit I don't fucking know My brains short for my money is long I'm the reason you was a clone You know gangsters ain't loyal Tone what the fuck is you saying you know I know You fuck with the center you know I'm the fault Laugh at my niggas when I'm on my own My band they gon give me and overreport I'm on the bitches when I hear the door I threw this money you sit on the floor You fuck her for money then you is a hoe If I speak with you niggas don't fuck what you know I'm laughing at everyone counting me out I don't really know nigga come out the south I want these niggas they playing the trout How would you know what I'm talking about When I'm really bored I'm popping the clutch When I'm the club they drive me to cuss When a miller went dead be lucky another If you aren't my niggas then you owe me nothing I had a million dollars one million followers I had a million dollars one million followers I swear to god what I talk about Fuck nigga I can force a problem I had a million dollars one million followers I had a million dollars one million followers I swear to god what I talk about Fuck nigga I can force a problem To whom it may concern From Letras Mania