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elcamino - black gestapos lyrics

[intro: elcamino]
some call them, the black gestapo, rated r
yo, uh, sh+t serious, man, these n+ggas can’t f+ck with me, man, word
yeah, n+gga, that’s what i do, i’m on it, n+gga, uh, woo
[bozak morris on the beat
what up?]

[verse 1: elcamino]
uh, yo, we came from n+gga rocked that wanted our whole block (word)
doin’ free shows then meet and greets with the rock
now we in skyscr+pers, we came from scr+pin’ the pots
just wait, i was prepared when west gave me my shot (i was ready)
i was more than ready
see my grind, i was on it heavy (i was on it)
see me in that bentley truck, b+tches be on me heavy (skrr)
bro already gave me the glizzy, lemme hold the desi
you rockin’ the date, just, me i’m rockin’ presi’ (f+ck that sh+t)
cross them over then went with the hesi
point blank range, just know when you shoot, you gotta hold it steady (doot doot)
the call me the secret weapon ’cause they know i’m deadly (they know i’m deadly)
i’m smokin’ the best gas while you blowin’ reggie, uh (roll up, n+gga)
still could stash 10 bricks in the chevy, uh
and even though it’s light, we still movin’ heavy (we on it heavy)
my mom didn’t cook, it was the streets that fed me (the streets)
bein’ nice didn’t work, but it was war that bred me
[chorus x4]
you got heat, you better pop those
we movin’ like gestapos
through underground, pot holes, that rock those

[verse 2: rome streetz]
yo, you n+ggas posin’
your dope got too much cut, that sh+t ain’t potent
the sh+t i’m holdin’ got sneezers and the smokers open
dropped the test and now my dough flow rollin’
lately you can see me flexin’ like the old hulk hogan
blood of the king in my veins so my soul glow golden
and the hoes been givin’ me brain slow motion
since a juvenile
all these artists garbage, they just targets at the shoot around
keep your throat under my shoe, you listenin’ to the sounds
of the gold tooth truth, been poppin’ since a youth
one foot in the booth, the other in the dirt, clockin’ filthy loot
not afraid to bust and my b+tches shoot like [seville soops?]
no baggy sellin’ ’til you lose, 30 get you too
i heard your new sh+t but, i wasn’t impressed with you
before rap, we was pressin’ pills out to get the loot
catchin’ cases wildin’, no respect for the law
they used to cop the raw
now they cop my music at the record store
[chorus x4]
you got heat, you better pop those
we movin’ like gestapos
through underground, pot holes, that rock those

- elcamino lyrics

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