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tle cinco - freestyle lyrics

i gotta go get a check
i’m moving the fastest (aye, aye)
new, black black, coupe, aye aye
i’m praying i don’t crash it (aye, aye)
first n—a play imma spray aye aye
just lay in a casket (aye, aye)
diamonds dancing, dancing
no gun range, good aim, no practice (aye)
i bet a rack on the beat out
my hoe go to sleep and i creep out (aye, aye)
all that sneak sh-t imma see bout
how you gon’ beef and you don’t even be out?
b-tch imma shooter and i got a shooter on speed dial
i shoot the king, know i ain’t having no regret
b-tch imma dog and i beat up the meow
tell her what happened some rings and can’t see now
aye aye aye, aye
i’m going for six on the line i won’t punch it
these n—as shoot with a plunger
i got the glock and a d-ck with a condom (aye)
these n—a free on they uncle (aye)
get mad i might go buy a tunka (aye)
i’m having cake like funnel
aye sh-t straight
on crunk no onion
these n—as tragic
clean this sh-t up imma bag it (aye, aye)
these n—as laggin (aye)
draco spit fire like dragon (aye, aye)
hop in the benz hit the gas and i’m steering it
draco f-cked up leave the stick ain’t no carrying it
i’m a grown man no children
she sucking d-ck and she went on her period
pull down from the lot with a fast car
aye, skurtt, take off like nasa
hit up the plug with the pack cards
he charging too much then he -ssed out
i get ‘em gone like magic
i’m having drip like a pageant (aye)
she ain’t tryna f-ck call a taxi
i had to cut the b-tch off she too aggy (aye, aye)
freestyle sh-t no writing
i got the stick in the front and i don’t gotta lie
we just gonna knock out they’re t–th for the static
sending you cat n—as stock cause she know that you lying
let’s do it, let’s do it, let’s go
i got the stick on the road (aye, aye)
shooters gon’ shoot, they gon’ blow
and they gon’ score and they don’t need a goal
i had to cop some of the diamonds, got sick of the gold
i’m having jackson’s on jackson’s like jeramon’e boul
me and my dogs knock ‘em down hit a four on the road
i had to take it, he testing too much on the bowl
i’m having drip like isira come get you a pole
pull up, scoop, uh uh, you hear my motor
stupid gas pack, you smell the odor
these n—as broke having chips like poker
aye

- tle cinco lyrics

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