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letra de don julio 70 - ab-soul

[lyrics from snippet]

[chorus: ab-soul & fre$h]
grow without measuring
my soul fre$h, that’s heavenly, uh
don julio 70
streets watching in 7d
each glock come with 17, uh

[verse 1: ab-soul & fre$h]
bang bang, bang bang bang
i’m like three chief, chiefs, f-ck up out my face, you ain’t gang gang, uh
emanc-p-tion proclamation, slaves to the paper, mane
it’s ironic the chain hang
big rocks–

[verse 2: ab-soul & fre$h]
got 12 on me but i’m not ja
nig-, n-gga, get it around on that side
don julio 70
his flows grown in the–

[verse 3: ab-soul & fre$h]
bang cops, wetherspoons sold crack out my moms’ living room
up and down the track like an interlude
still in the hood like an inner tube
sneaker in his b-tch
women tend to shoot
your b-tch will give me chew
yelling “n-gga, i said it!”
cash on deck but n-ggas got credit
all my opps deaded, shotty prosthetic
took my third leg all in her head
off of them meds, know it’s shorans, uh
[outro: ab-soul & fre$h]
don julio 17
n-gga, don’t you mean 70?
god d-mn, soul, that’s on me
i don’t need nothing else to drink, the way i feel right–

- ab soul

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