CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Feed The Team
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
These n***as stay talking
They ain't on p*ss
Only demons on my squad, we so toxic
Free smoke, b*t*h get here with 'em mop sticks
That hot sh*t got him doing backflips
Makе him diddy bop, oops, I mean neat bop
Hit 'em up, givе 'em same shots as fifty got
On my block with my killers
Yeah, they take your top
We countin' stacks, gettin' figures
And you n***as not
Four-four, long nose, that's that Drift sh*t
Slidin' on your block, got me driftin'
Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boom!
I ain't missin'
Deadmi' in my blunt, it keep me liftin'
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Double-M up on the beat
21 shots always neat
Like we grew up in Miami
N***as playing with the heat
N***as shootin' like they Wade
This sh*t each and every day
Take a trip up to the Drift
Man I don't bluff for what I say
Never thought we'd ever make it on no [?] sh*t
'Lotta my n***as ended up falling for the trap sh*t
'Lot of other n***as stuck in jail, man, they trap sh*t
And another couple n***as stuck up in the ground sh*t
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Momma said "Boy, you better lay low"
Always keep that thang like the jangle
Humble [bees?] f**k around, I go Rambo
Forever chasing money, not no damn ho'
So much bands in my pants, it can never fill
One call to my shooters, they be on go
Stay clutchin' on this heat, it ain't never cold
Somewhere OT, chasing Pesos
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
These n***as stay talking
They ain't on p*ss
Only demons on my squad, we so toxic
Free smoke, b*t*h get here with 'em mop sticks
That hot sh*t got him doing backflips
Makе him diddy bop, oops, I mean neat bop
Hit 'em up, givе 'em same shots as fifty got
On my block with my killers
Yeah, they take your top
We countin' stacks, gettin' figures
And you n***as not
Four-four, long nose, that's that Drift sh*t
Slidin' on your block, got me driftin'
Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boom!
I ain't missin'
Deadmi' in my blunt, it keep me liftin'
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Double-M up on the beat
21 shots always neat
Like we grew up in Miami
N***as playing with the heat
N***as shootin' like they Wade
This sh*t each and every day
Take a trip up to the Drift
Man I don't bluff for what I say
Never thought we'd ever make it on no [?] sh*t
'Lotta my n***as ended up falling for the trap sh*t
'Lot of other n***as stuck in jail, man, they trap sh*t
And another couple n***as stuck up in the ground sh*t
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
These n***as ain't makin' guap
They ain't tryna feed the team (Feed the gang)
Young hittas from the block
Posted with them beams
All about my bands, n***a
Gotta get this green
Momma said "Boy, you better lay low"
Always keep that thang like the jangle
Humble [bees?] f**k around, I go Rambo
Forever chasing money, not no damn ho'
So much bands in my pants, it can never fill
One call to my shooters, they be on go
Stay clutchin' on this heat, it ain't never cold
Somewhere OT, chasing Pesos
