Northside Stepper Letra

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Letra de Northside Stepper
32 in the back better not slip trip lack
Sloppy reloads and empty mags soldiers here know we roll up gang
N***** pissed I got fans in London music top notch we wave our hands
Link a young one she’s into the man hit it one time she’s screaming Yes
I don’t know bout voodoo no tits thick thighs and Zulu
Primo flips buy more drip running this world but I don’t know Hebrews
Disconnect this man no Bluetooth better go burn this bally and new shoes
One hit wonders all that I’m used to bags come thick bricked up as usual
Ride for your bro that n***** a hoe two hard ones in the belly
Shout out T my bro from trenches yea that G got shelly
Ups that package quick find more G’s and make them flip
She like rich chocolate come let’s dip no plan B baby drink these kids
On top of the table
when I shop can’t look at the label
Gal from Zimbabwe she wanna have kids now the income been stable
Label popping
VIP there’s only one option
Made more songs been out there mopping
Baby bend your back and then drop it
32 in the back better not slip trip lack
Sloppy reloads and empty mags soldiers here know we roll up gang
N***** pissed I got fans in London music top notch we wave our hands
Link a young one she’s into the man hit it one time she’s screaming Yes
Oh yes oh yes man her boyfriend been stressed
She let me fuck cause I’m really up next and I might pay for her new breasts
Take more time to reply to her texts
Up outside lemme get to the bread
Come correct Northside’s the best got 2 in a Q and 5 in a rex
Profits good we don’t accept tick
Make a little more than rent money could even buy you new lips
2 for the watch I’m turning up don’t try your luck n get hit
The other side can’t even spend dollars or get profit I’m sick
More life to my guys and n*****
We like no breasts thick thighs and hips shawty wanna get tits and buy more shit
You know we lit unlicensed whips pissed
You know my boys don’t miss
Recommend you n***** don’t slip
Pray to the lord or run to the pigs
Jump on songs or jump out whips they don’t do both they funny as shit
32 in the back better not slip trip lack
Sloppy reloads and empty mags soldiers here know we roll up gang
N***** pissed I got fans in London music top notch we wave our hands
Link a young one she’s into the man hit it one time she’s screaming Yes