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letra de the last don - abg neal

[intro]
do you know the people that jump to?, no, i know i don’t

[verse 1]
i’d rather die before i could rat
n-ggas froze, let’s get into that, feds watching
so i’m keeping it wrap too much lies let’s get to the facts
told the cops i ain’t giving them help
stupid n-ggas they ain’t they they self
f-cking a criminal post his crimes
now he crying that he doing it time (what?)
stupid too much perc 30s out of his mind
i was taught never posted you did
now you got everyone doing a bit
my mother a k!lla, my brother a gangsta
how the f-ck you think they raised me?
i knew the coach was a baby
so i hit the field like brady
i was born in, not sworn in when it rains, it pours the storming
we’ll talk about us performing
we hop on court, we bowling, lil bro hop that honda accord
that’s something we could never record
uh, no, man, that’s not what a gangster do. huh
cops asked me who did it. i didn’t identify you, uh, right
in atlanta you gotta be with the knox
and i’m sanctioned i’ll be with the wox
see, his b-tch might be of the box uh
d-ck head stand up n-gga, the street still jack me
call lg he pull up with jackie
no, i can’t move tacky
i live with morals and principles
n-ggas talking. think they invincible
oh, beneficial. i need my flowers
dirty n-ggas. we giving them showers
can’t wait till he mix with the sauers, uh
n-ggas get locked and turn into a cowards

- abg neal

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