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hitta castro – get down, get low كلمات اغاني

hook:

if i
pull up get down get low don’t move
kuz all my brothas be bugging and dying to move
talking that wild sh_t thinking ya stylish nothing is smooth thinking ya cute
i’m eating ya food
looking at you like f_ck you gone do

hitta castro:

mann..
make me go to war witta black gun
you p_ssy you ain’t never clap 1
im back and i stay strapped witta mac
and im buzzin like a tat gun.(uh)
ima product of violence anomaly
ain’t noone stopping me
im on the top and im poppin
but n_ggas cannot get as hot as me
nena mack on the side of me (uh)
get low, dont choose
have the ops saying dont shoot
won’t lose
2 shots .. now he paralyzed n_gga dont move! me and my n_gga tragic
stay with the mac … so get back
n_ggas is wack
we taken respect you ain’t getting it back
and thats facts. (uh)
and i gotta keep a semi kuz n_ggas iffy
and they really dont want it with me
and i gotta couple k!llas that will k!ll ya
and they gon shoot it until its empty
we da boss type..
you that n_gga
that know what a loss like
its boss rap
n_ggas talkin down b_tch we ain’t off that

if i
pull up get down get low don’t move
cuz all my brothas be buggin and dying to move
talking that wild sh_t thinking ya stylish nothing is smooth thinking ya cute
i’m eating ya food
looking at you like f_ck you gone do

trajic:

nada nothing these n_ggas soft like m_ffins
that lil b_tch good with the guffin
oh that’s ya girl why she buggin
she told me she wanna see something
told her ass we wasn’t f_cking
now you all up in your feelings
yeah but she still think i’m bussin
hold up
let me show them why i know im a boss
i do what i want like f_ck what it cost
i walk in the spot and i bring my own sauce
hot and it’s dripping all over the beat
rappers get hot i put flames on they cheeks
charge it to the game they get left in the streets
i know for a fact a lot of em are sweet
so i say what i want and i do as i please..
i bet you get money with me
i bet she get left in the sheets
we cuffin money we ain’t cuffin no freaks
i’m stuffin this bag with the green
all the mula dinero and weed
so they fam if they rolling with t
finessing the paper like rolling up trees

- hitta castro

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