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letra de take it easy, pt. 2 - 2gramcam

[intro]
drug-free gram
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout none of that
street n-gga, on god
i’m smokin’ gas [?]

[verse]
cruising down the street, i’m smoking gas, don’t wanna hurt n0body
i ain’t evil, any n-gga i shot, sh-t, i had to pop ’em (i had to)
treat the dough just like dance moves, pop, lock, and drop (pop)
i beg ya pardon, said you f-ckin’ with me? p-ssy n-gga, stop it (stop it)
real artist, take you out the picture, let my chopper crop it
he took a charge, my mans had to file, but he wouldn’t flop it (took that)
f-ck n-gga ever diss me on a diss, i’ma leave him floppin’ (k!ll ’em)
keep it p, got all types of hoes, they call my big papi
opps hate to see me as a big problem, ’cause i’m big papi (big papi)
no lie, i’ll pass that sh-t off to my shooter, feel like john stockton (john)
some assist, but i’m a shootin’ guard, i feel like malcolm brogdon (shooter)
i steppеd the n-gga just like i’m doughboy, do we havе a problem (do we, n-gga?)
know i keep that uzi, n-gga, but it don’t love jt (it don’t)
any n-gga that ever tried me made it on tv (fox)
fox 5, wbnc, channel 2 and 3
i hopped out and let so many rip, thought it was two of me
i ain’t even gotta involve the gang, b-tch n-gga, it can be you and me (you and me)
n-ggas say they steppers, never show up, that sh-t truancy (cap)
i can’t lie, a whole lotta gangster sh-t what influenced me (gangster)
this switch here on my gun make it speak and do it fluently
chopper on me speaking russian, find a opp head, then i buss it
this lil’ b-tch say that she love me, you know i can’t trust it (i can’t trust it)
[?], when i play my cards, n-ggas gettin’ fl-stered (gettin’ fl-stered)
when i shoot, ain’t no diddy party, but n-ggas gettin’ touched (no diddy)
find a l!ck, send ’em on that blitz, he bet not be rushing (bet not)
in my world, gotta keep your bl!cks, this here sh-t get ugly (keep that)
kinda crazy i got in my bag off a bag of drugs
told myself always keep that sack like terrell suggs
f-ck these n-ggas, say that sh-t again, i can’t show ’em love (i can’t)
n-ggas haters, love to throw salt, but it won’t stop these slugs (won’t stop these slugs)
i be out my mind, the psychiatric told me stop the percs (stop the percs)
i tried to numb the pain by gettin’ fried, but it didn’t work (it didn’t work)
[outro]
i’m drug-free again, you feel me
i ain’t did narcotics in about…three and a half weeks
i’m proud

- 2gramcam

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