letra de cut$ - 2tone blanco
[intro]
we got our own cl!cka now
strong cl!cka
getting respect
our cl!cka
our barrio
our families
that’s all we got ese
[verse]
count so many bands
yeah a n-gga gettin’ paper cuts
used to mix lean
on the counter fill the double cup
type of n-gga to f-ck the main b-tch
and the runner up
we make it out the hood
and em’ n-ggas gonna hate on us
on the real n-gga
none of my n-ggas friendly
ima big n-gga
yeah n-gga, need a bently
opps talking crazy leave em n-ggas like… (shhh)
need a foreign b-tch
i don’t do no basic becky
[hook]
go head’ baby
go shake it for em’ dollars
f-ckin’ with em gangsters
yеah you f-ckin’ with em’ robbers
f-ck what yo’ man said
n-gga a f-ckin’ liar
he thе type of n-gga
to go go and wear a wire
spend a couple racks
yeah that’s fetty on fetty
got a big 40
and i got it on me
she got a fat ass
shake it shake it all up on me
after i’m done f-ckin’
b-tch get up off me
[verse]
homie caught a body and that n-gga never told
bodies on bodies yeah this sh-t gettin old
wave my black flag n-gga yeah it never fold
i pray i catch you slippen’
pray to the lord
n-gga talking crazy til em’ n-ggas get splashed
pushing out bricks
that’s a whole lotta’ cash
draco in the foreign every time we shoot past
we the mexicans dressed up in all black
took a couple trips cross the border down to tj
pass a couple packs sh-t looking like a relay
i don’t listen nun’ that he say she say
caught em’ on camera
put it on replay
swervin’ round the hood
got me gripping on my pole
touch my first gun when i was 12 years old
s k s dopest sh-t i’ve ever saw
let the opps talk
they ain’t ready for war
[hook]
go head’ baby
go shake it for em’ dollars
f-ckin’ with em gangsters
yeah you f-ckin’ with em’ robbers
f-ck what yo’ man said
n-gga a f-ckin’ liar
he the type of n-gga
to go go and wear a wire
spend a couple racks
yeah that’s fetty on fetty
got a big 40
and i got it on me
she got a fat ass
shake it shake it all up on me
after i’m done f-ckin’
b-tch get up off me
[outro]
f-ck what yo’ man said
n-gga a f-ckin’ liar
he the type of n-gga
to go go and wear a wire
spend a couple racks
yeah that’s fetty on fetty
got a big 40
and i got it on me
she got a fat ass
shake it shake it all up on me
after i’m done f-ckin’
b-tch get up off me
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