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You aint doin no laps, tellem to stop the cap They aint been in the trap they picking and pack They know we waitin outside I can see it in his eyes Uso stop tellin em lies What’s goodie?! Im back in the mix still a savage kid they I gas this spliff Turn a spliff into a man pass it to your friend now that’s your average bitch Come around and get your average lift Turn back look now ya trash is spitting out ya mouth chattin the maddest shit (chatting the maddest shit) When ya run better make that ferny Left 1 behind screamin ‘Don’t hurt me” This ones for my hittas Im sick of them boys singin and crying for mercy Imma back my bruvas wether he’s right or wrong Got LOGAN up in my veins Truss me Cuzzo They don’t breed this strong Don’t do too much man I aint that fussed Im just here for the bread Don’t rat on my on friends I keep my mouth shut no conversating with the feds Can’t waste no time Don’t sit on the fence Letras de cancionesShe want me to stay and lay in the bed But I told her ill be back by the morning My broski just picked half a k……. You aint doin no laps, tellem to stop the cap (yeah stop all the cappin..) They aint been in the trap they picking and pack (They pickin and packin…) Pull up Lets ride They know we waitin outside I can see it in his eyes Uso stop tellin em lies I can not let this slide, I can’t make coin of beef but if he want keep on running his teeth then that’s either me or one of my team gon ride, Keep the rosco tucked and aim that strap at bad man, If boss don’t duck get slapped with lead, Bet he won’t say much when that man dead, Bra I know that, that boy regret it. Too late now we pull up and spark it, If them dogs want keep on barkin If you can’t finish the beef don’t start it, Can’t be up in the street half hearted. You can’t rap that rap or talk that talk I know that they not bout it. Who’s your olders, bunch of folders, whole team dogs na I can’t allow it. I pray that boy been goin back to church Cos when we lurk feel like the devil came searchin Brother it’s for certain like my back hurtin, keep the stick when I’m workin. I got ya all nervous peakin from curtains, I took no chances I called the crew of course they came thru, yea block off the exits. I got my broski waitin downstairs and he ready to send it, Throw that stick that dog he gon fetch it, Make the rosco clap and then stretch him, bless him. If he don’t got what he owe then clap that Wesson, Let the barrel touch on his skin so I know It wont miss him, I know that Pussy gon learn his lesson. (wait hold up my uso listen…) You aint doin no laps, tellem to stop the cap (yeah stop all the cappin..) They aint been in the trap they picking and pack (They pickin and packin…) Pull up Lets ride They know we waitin outside I can see it in his eyes Uso stop tellin em lies Watch the WOOD get jumpy if a opp boy pulls up get cracked like Humpty Ive been on the grind from Monday through Sunday for the love of the money You know Im brining that heat The shits still bangin since GEEBA St Always got love for all my gs And all of them haters keep the same energy You aint in my league Im a dying breed I been in the cut like some barber seats im runnin em up like a hot release then im choppin’em down like an amputee Where you find me ?! LC They know we stay ready when shit gets heavy we ready to go When its time to clock in No more nonsense Na brother gotta leave your phone (huh?) Don’t ask no questions This s** will givem a blessing I could never be stressin They want beef just for the attention You aint doin no laps, tellem to stop the cap (yeah stop all the cappin..) They aint been in the trap they picking and pack (They pickin and packin…) Pull up Lets ride They know we waitin outside I can see it in his eyes Uso stop tellin em lies From Letras Mania