Lyrics Let Em Thru (Freestyle) - Nando Gvni

Y'all said that y'all giving flack though
Why the fuck is your team getting smacked, hoe
You could chill with the gang but they tapped, hoe
Nigga you ain't my son you a tadpole
Said its money you make out the trap but
I ain't seen you come up with a rack, so
I'mma call out your shit 'cause its cap though
While my nigga bagging, gotta match those
Got a Glock in the trunk finna blast those
Pull up flaming on niggas for trash flows
Got one under my foot finna ash those
Out his pockets, some checks, I'mma cash those
Only time I'm concerned bout your acting
When the shit fucking up with my cash flow
Wasted way too much time on your hands, bro
Now its questions we all gotta ask, bro
Toys in hand like I'm working for Hasbro
In your crib and we don't got a mask, though
Brodie came with the beam, 'cause he tactful
So I said go ahead and attach those
Told him aim at the Opps and don't miss shit
Pay attention or chances you missed it
Grab the shells, we ain't catching ballistics
Just a problem out here and we fixed it
Give a fuck about asking forgiveness
'Cause the lord said to leave him no witness
We professional ones in the business
How we plan and we coordinate missions

Yeah, yeah
Vision its lies got him talking some fallacies
Try to write my story like its a comedy
But its always turning out to be tragedy
Talking off record, just know it get back to me
I took a plane, carry on with a bag on me
Pop in that bitch like its C4 and frag on me
Summon the devil with circles its alchemy
I could discern what is done, what the outcome be
It ain't no answers that you could get out of me
Plus this shit palpably
Bigger then shit that you seen in the rapping scene
I make sure hitters do jobs, shit is rapidly
Taking some lives playing god like its blasphemy
You tryna smoke here and drink with the masses
Just pour you a glass its a blast with me
But I ain't gone see you too long if you all in my face
With the biz, don't come chatting me
I cannot tell if you pissing me off accidental or if its intentional
What I could say, it was your girl that's fiending
To get her some dick in her guts on the sectional
Now her best friend was all my bone she around with the gang
And she still acting sexual
If I get bored I might call 'em both over in they pajamas
Just to bless 'em too
She start might record a lil' clip that's a teaser
To post to her story to mess with you
You acting funny whenever I see you so you hit me up
I won't get with you
If its some beef niggas start with the team
Understand what we do, finna dead it too
If its some Opps in my section
My niggas is all at the door, I'mma let 'em through
Let 'em through