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lirik lagu smoovth & giallo point - levya

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[skit]
the thing that protects me is this
you know i mean? (yeah)
[?], it’s unloading (yeah)
you know i mean?
this is what protects me everyday
i never leave it home

[intro: smoovth & el ay]
get your gun out
shoot ’til you run out
haha, what up, el ay (what up, smoovth?)
giallo point
we on a run
had to get my gun, yo

[verse 1: smoovth & el ay]
c~ck the hammer, wrap around the bandana
avoid the camera, you f~ck around, get manhandled
i hid the weed in the door panel, six~hundred~fifty~dollar sandals
we panhandle, dismantle
i lit a candle and placed it at the spot of your death
on the corner with the rest, avoidin’ the rеst and stress
neverthеless, couple shots beneath the double~breast
what a mess, just to feel what’s left, i’m blessed
sky~blue capris, runnin’ from police
from the streets to the heat in the belly of the beast, we eat
cold feet, lift the white sheet
split a n~gga to the white meat, fight me
and for them dudes who act but don’t like me
i can’t get with it, slip a slug in your fitted
for which my brothers benefitted, lots of b~tter for the biscuit
the scale shifted, everything i touch exquisite (yo)
[verse 2: el ay]
thanks for the gesture, it’s a d~mn pleasure
name’s el ay, been respresentin’ manchester, rainy weather
got my metal gear solid on the dresser
pop with the suppressor, ready to interact with the pressure
i teach a lesson, beat you with weapons and mass destruction
9/11, defeat you with world~class aggression
have you confessin’, take your last breath in
this your d~mn funeral procession

[verse 3: smoovth]
pop your top, pop lock, the pot’s hot
my sh~t basquiat, bank notes, i got a lot, imported fox
crack rocks in newport box, the orange handle on the ox
a buck fifty ‘cross your top
blow the spot, we hit ’em with nine shots
medellin discus, part two, been ridin’ with the biscuit
sour cream and cheddar chips, the ones with the ridges
i burn bridges, anything to earn riches
n~ggas can’t pen it better than this
heisman letterman sh~t, incredible spit
general kid, invisible men, on a scale of one to ten, i’m ten
in hot pursuit like the shark fin
we used to move dope on park bench, dudes is marked men
violins and orchids at the funeral for what i do to them
the realness is probably new to them
i talk a lot but just food to them, yeah
[verse 4: el ay]
fracture and shatter your corpus and splatter your corpses
manufactured chatter, too many pauses, it’s borin’
see, me and winners, we’re scorin’
eatin’ luxury dinners, yeah, we’re ballin’, we’re all in
haters is a no, i’m writin’ you a death letter
hit you in the gut like a titan, the .9 beretta
go figure, i already pulled the trigger
wordplay k!ller, el ay, the deadly spitter


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