letra de forest city - 50 wiz
[intro]
i don’t f-ck with n-gga, he a p-ssy
hmm
what’s got you feeling that way, man?
n-ggas just be doin’ lil’ b-tch-ass sh-t
you know what i’m sayin’, sh-t a b-tch’d do, you know what i mean
you know, like a lil’ b-tch
ooh, sav k!lled it
yeah, my brother out his top, he wake up, he tryna torch somethin’
he tryna torch somethin’, grrt
my brother out his top, he wake up, he tryna torch somethin’
[verse]
my brother don’t know young money (don’t know young money)
walk inside that b-tch, but he got that big draco on him
n-ggas out here cappin’ out ’bout torch tryna face somethin’ (ayy)
hop out with that yeah, b-tch run, we gon’ chase somethin’
ayy, b-tch, i skipped a whole line, now i couldn’t wait for nothin’
so godd-mn crip that my mama called me cuz (cuz)
touch his ass up until his body filled with blood
ayy, big stepper, yeah, my feet hurt, i need my sh-ts raw
i told his b-tch i have no heart so shе gets no love
yeah
street n-gga, b-tch, i’d sign right now for drugs
ayy, my lil’ bro, hе’d be outside your woods like a club, uh
shiesty n-gga, i could make a fifty off a dub
grab a razor, do your thing with that b-tch and make five crump
my brother evil, he got murder on his mind, so he just [?]
he like (he got murder on his—)
ayy, he got murder on his— (ayy, look)
he show his ass and then you switch him
ayy, she out her top, this b-tch’d try be in every picture
look, she tryna be wherever gang go (gang go)
uh, talkin’ ’bout some christian dior but she can’t even get rainbow
sh-t, that’s my brother chain gang like django
uh, we was runnin’ through stripper hoes, me, him and bando
uh, i was runnin’ through all them d-mn thieves, all them stolos
uh, i fell down but got that sh-t back like a yo-yo
uh, she told me to lean back so she could test her deep throat
uh, b-tch, my shot good, i don’t have to get a scope
as soon as we lost our lil’ brother, we went and put somethin’ on the score
it was at that point where i got dirty, i was sleepin’ with my pole
uh, r.i.p to 50, put that boy in every song
my opps all broke as f-ck, that’s why we don’t get along
b-tch, i got a broken heart, yes, i got a broken home
my mama was my daddy ’cause my daddy wasn’t home
you turn a v upside down, yeah, b-tch, i was alone
we cross a n-gga out like off-white, b-tch, we don’t wear vlone
ayy, this a torch on my face, this ain’t no f-ckin’ ice cream cone
they hit the block, they doubled twice, tightened up, what the f-ck they on?
(what they on?)
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