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letra de robbery - 2 pistols

[intro]
geah
young boss of the city, n-gga
i ain’t gon’ bullsh-t, keep the bow with you, n-gga
on some g sh-t, every n-gga out here in the streets that be on the grind
that be gettin’ some real muh’f-ckin’ money done been through some sh-t like this
they be frontin’ or flossin’ like they ain’t been through it with a n-gga, but
i’ma be a man ’bout mine, this exactly how it went down
they tried to rob me, them n-ggas tried to rob me

[verse 1]
it was ’bout 11:30, heard a knock on my door (yeah)
good thing i just offed the blow (yeah)
looked out the peephole (sh-t), my p-o?
seen the chico (f-ck)
must bе one of papi’s people tryna drop off somеthin’
you know i got them quarter kis runnin’ like water (oh yeah), so i
open the do’ up, “p-ssy n-ggas, shop closed” (f-ck)
took a blade to the ribcage, now i’m on the floor (ah)
goons runnin’ all through my sh-t
screamin’, “where’s the bricks, f-ck n-gga, yeah, you know what this is”
“what (haha), a so-called robbery?
you got a couple dollars in a gucci wallet, b-tch!”
[chorus]
who was that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who was that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who was that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
black gloves, black mask with the flashlight
who was that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who was that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who was that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
they tried to rob me, them n-ggas tried to rob me

[interlude]
nah, we ain’t tryna do sh-t, check me out dog
lay the f-ck down, where the guns at?
i don’t got none, my n-gga
you been sellin’ dope out this motherf-cker, don’t look look crazy now, p-ssy n-gga
ah, my n-gga
uh, know i’m sayin’? p-ssy n-gga, now ya leakin’, yeah
n-gga, that—n-gga, that sh-t was weak, n-gga
ayy, take me to that sh-t
n-gga, that sh-t was weak, n-gga
man, shut the f-ck up
n-gga, that ain’t sh-t, n-gga, ain’t nothin’ but a couple dollars, n-gga, that ain’t sh-t to me, n-gga
i said you was leakin’
ain’t even dust in that sh-t, n-gga
man, i said you was leakin’, n-gga
yeah, gimme that sh-t, n-gga, i’m outta here
f-ck n-gga
[verse 2]
i wake up (uh), dream and all
hands behind my head as i stare at the wall
i’m alive (geah), yeah, it’s beautiful, dog
them n-ggas tried to put me in a funeral home
ayy, young skee (yeah), yeah, they ran up in my place
took a couple hunnid, they ain’t even get the safe
(young boss) i go low for the dope, homie
y’all n-ggas couldn’t do what i did on parole, homie
(oh yeah) pockets stay swole, homie
straight out the feds, y’all know who told on me
(p-ssy ass benny) don’t try to run up in my villa pad
i keep a chopper on me (chop), like a helipad

[chorus]
who’s that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who’s that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who’s that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
black gloves, black mask with the flashlight
who’s that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who’s that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
who’s that peepin’ in my window? (last night)
they tried to rob me, them n-ggas tried to rob me

[outro]
they tried to rob me, them n-ggas tried to rob me

- 2 pistols

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