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al.divino & estee nack - guatemalanguala lyrics

[intro: al.divino]
sh_t, we the greatest, man (doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot)
you already know

[verse 1: al.divino & estee nack]
ayo
walk what i talk, tomahawk sharp (bing_bing)
split your [?]
if my confidant large (blow_blow, blow), kamikaze, let off the firearm
carbon copy (bing_bing_bing_bing_bing)
arm robbery, mold the b_tch’ brain like pottery
paul papacy (dough), c_notes constant lit (yeah)
street scholars with llams on ’em, live like i hit the lottery (chi_ching)
models minajin’ my [?]
dollars fallin’ from the sky like ace at the cleaners
obese pockets stuffed like papelitos
pop the eagle, (blow_blow, blow), eager perico, pita chips
we quick with liquidos (yeah)
eat the sh_t, left my dominicana diva sick, tryed to keep my whip (f_ck)
yo, common knowledge, we keep a stick (brrt!)
leave your bean split
not the one you wanna beef with, elite sh_t (woah)
clic’ by the case
clean sniff (yeah), unique trip
box logo, supreme knit, son
me and nack like a solar eclipse (bing_bing_bing, bing)
not everybody suppossed to see this sh_t (oh, son)
[verse 2: estee nack]
smoke reefer
loud cheeper, blow through the speaker (it’s foul!)
i’m comin’ through to teach the weaker
but at the same time i’m still on the creek with geekers (i’m trappin’)
my g’s keep it street, i’m sendin’ you wicked n_ggas to meet the reaper (bow_bow_bow_bow_bow!)
green leaf, peep the features (aha)
smoke herb but gettin’ brains embossed, burglar in the buildin’, n_ggas both murder (i’m fly)
al.divino, nack
capital gains, i’m bringin’ the growths further (ching!)
f_ckin’ with streets, i’m one of the most certain
mad legends in my team, n_gga, the mini mansion, the g.o.a.t. herd, uh (go)
hop in a hummer then ghost, i been hunnid from my approach (aha)
by each city seven b_tches eager for me to bomb coast
purses, i feed ’em with lines of coke (sniffin’!)
product dope, grand 2012
in 2019 this white sh_t is alright (it ain’t wrong)
still be cuttin’, she bumpin’, give me the slice (to me), i make a trap in broad daylight (aha)
lack you infront the graveside, pay the price (bow!)
roll with your favourite dice, still take a loss
and breakin’ bosses, spray you n_ggas with agent oranges (bow_bow_bow_bow_bow_bow!)
amazin’, [?] sematic pages offerin’, made it live
ain’t a fortune that, i’m givin’ you n_ggas you could get off with (yeah!)

[outro: estee nack]
woah, you n_ggas [?] or you could get tossed quick (oh!)
woah, motherf_ckers [?] this sh_t so cold you get frost bit, yeah (frost bit, yeah)
nack daddy, al.divino, what’s the muhaf_ckin’ plan, ya (yeah_yeah, cha!)
i raise two_zero, two_zero, you b_tch ass n_ggas ain’t no heroes, woah (yeah)
oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
[?], oh, oh, sh_t
but you ain’t incredible
it’s not the motherf_ckin’
irish men, n_gga, you get bow_bow_bow!

- al divino estee nack lyrics

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