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letra de k.y.c.t. - ac slayher

verse 1 (king abs)

on the f-cking hunt for them green backs, tryna see stacks
tryna see cheese, tryna see dough
tryna see that, been grinding, no feed back
where my ski mask? where the heat at? yo
been tempted..
to hit the kitchen, water whipping ,lord forgive em
45 n-ggas got pinched, sentenced like 10 years in them prisons
cause their n-ggas started snitching
that’s what happens when a n-gga getting money
that’s what happens when your n-ggas getting hungry
they ain’t eating, so they creeping
through your doors with the heat & try & catch you sleeping
& if they don’t catch you then, best believe they gone get them phones
forwarding them addresses, cops gone be at your home

(chorus)

better keep your circle tight, feed your workers right
you never know what people know
they acting like they your friends
but they ain’t your friends
when they up in your home

(hook)

n-ggas getting cash quick
the n-ggas you getting -ss with
think they gotta have it
might get your -ss kicked, iight
my n-gga keep your circle tight

(verse 2): king abs

wouldn’t put it past em
they pulling out ratchets
asking where the cash is
put you in a casket
better think twice on who you get cash with
cause n-ggas is wyling for the bread
plottig on your head
or plotting with the feds
if they ain’t touching that dough
out of control
n-ggas stabbing n-ggas over a hoes
inviting these new friends
when you getting these new ends
your circle get loosen
better stick with your day one n-ggas
them n-ggas will ride out for ya
grind out with ya
adding new n-ggas to the picture
for what- for what- what what what?

(choruse)

(hook)

- ac slayher

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