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letra de org - 42 dugg

[intro]
(i got hitman on the beat)
we screamin’, “murder” (get out of my business or get hurt)
tell that b-tch get out my business, f-ck ’em

[verse]
one of forty-two, this all custom (this all)
original deuce chain, just gave that to my brother, val, i love you
my pendants custom, i miss you, this sh-t for nothin’
my issue with the state pen’
i know if skeet could do it over, he’ll take ten
i know skeet could do it over, he throw that h still
my n-ggas caught so many bodies? i d-mn near can’t chill
sh-t, it’s war with whoever
i’m like diesel in ’02, i score on whoever
and i wish dunk could see me now, doggie, i’m lockin’ sh-t
a quarter mill’ to gеt him our lawyer, let’s lock it in
ten million, all cash, what i want to drop again
my assеts good, new estate in the woods
used to have pit bulls, i replaced ’em with wolves
no more chasin’ this dream sh-t, now dreams chase me
like i ain’t sipped in a week, boo, i can’t even eat
i done gave n-ggas songs, n-ggas gave up on me
val, you hurt my soul, i don’t believe it, come home
it’s like i need you more than ever
and since you’ve been gone, baby, i’m leanin’ more than ever, i tried to keep it together
i know reece smilin’ down on me
my phone number changed, it’s hard to know my homies
a colder shoulder me, it’s not the old me
and i still remember everything you told me
we pickin’ up the richards, puttin’ down the rollies
and no, i’m not the richest, but i’m not the police
i took it on the chin, i ain’t have no co-de
told all my n-ggas win, they all said, “show me”
and from that point on, everything on me
[chorus]
f-ck it, one of forty-two, this all custom
original deuce chain, just gave that to my brother
val, i love you, i need you, and i miss you, come see me
if he was still alive, i’ll probably be somewhere with reece
you and rep followin’ behind me in a demon
gotti finna leave us, so if it’s only us, it’s for a reason
i ain’t pickin’ up, don’t wanna kick it
stayin’ focused, runnin’ up the chicken, jazzy, what’s the ticket?
doggie, where the b-tches?
’cause n-ggas ain’t playin’ with us now, bro, i don’t get it
told you i was finna shut it down and i meant it still, the turntest young n-ggas in the city
f-ck it, one of forty-two, this all custom
original deuce chain, just gave that to my brother
val, i love you, i need you, and i miss you, where reece?
we was down, lost a couple rounds, but we still beat ’em
b-tch, we still undefeated, i’m the one and they see it
nah, for real, n-ggas need us, lost some crack in the cleaners
double back with the steamer, still got sh-t up in zeamers
i don’t owe ’em, it’s sittin’, tell that ho to get with me

- 42 dugg

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