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letra de 8 wit a k - action pack

[chorus]
slidin’ through the 8 wit’ a k
old ass n-ggas still hatin’, tryna’ get ’em out the way
i got this sh-t off the ground, they ain’t give me props, but i put this sh-t in they face
always in the [?], still a ho i can’t chase
her friend wanna’ f-ck, i might go for the bait
on these drugs like a fly, but this sh-t got me dazy
i went and got it, yo’ fault that you lazy
i got four pockets full and i’m only 19, my crew will say i’m still a baby
i’m smokin’, gettin’ paid out in vegas, i’m just gettin’ older, i swear i ain’t changin’
ain’t fought the law, for my dogs, i’mma change
i took a loss, just a part of the game
she just a groupie, i know why she came
she give me top in the back of the range

[verse 1]
ayy, you know that i’m gettin’ paid
trap rollin’ hard just like back in the day
don’t take it personal, this is just god’s plan, hit his ass with the drac’
i tote my [?], exchangin’ for dubs, ain’t nun’ us get searched, we got sticks in the club
walk in this b-tch and then fire up a wood, and all of the b-tches be showin’ me love
i’m the young n-gga wit’ vvs’s on my t–th, these young n-ggas talk with a grudge
hunnid’ plus shots in this car, approachin’ me wrong, then i send yo’ ass above
be honest, i stay with a gun
n-ggas out here doin’ all this gang sh-t
get locked up then can’t even make the bond
ayy, these n-ggas on
f-ck that, pass straight to the game
she got my name tatted over her arm
new b-tch, she keep on sayin’ i’m the goat
i told the ho, “i wasn’t born on a farm,”
me and [?] been smokin’ on woods, i done set off the alarm
b-tch say i’m the goat, i wasn’t born on a farm
ayy, before yo’ ass play wit’ a chain, ask yo’self do you wan’ die by the fame?
[chorus]
slidin’ through the 8 wit’ a k
old ass n-ggas still hatin’, tryna’ get ’em out the way
i got this sh-t off the ground, they ain’t give me props, but i put this sh-t in they face
always in the [?], still a ho i can’t chase
her friend wanna’ f-ck, i might go for the bait
on these drugs like a fly, but this sh-t got me dazy
i went and got it, yo’ fault that you lazy
i got four pockets full and i’m only 19, my crew will say i’m still a baby
i’m smokin’, gettin’ paid out in vegas, i’m just gettin’ older, i swear i ain’t changin’
ain’t fought the law, for my dogs, i’mma change
i took a loss, just a part of the game
she just a groupie, i know why she came
she give me top in the back of the range

[verse 2]
i’m from the eight, i turn fo’s up
do this sh-t everyday, n-gga rip [?]
i’m on the stage wit’ the gun tucked
lil’ mike got the drac’, got it tucked in his coat
we know he broke like derrick rose
i keep it on me, i don’t trust a soul
lil’ b-tch thick, i don’t care ’bout her ass
the way that she suckin’, she sn-tchin’ my soul
you don’t deserve it, we sn-tchin’ yo’ pole
and i know you a b-tch, so i’m sn-tchin’ yo’ ho
i can’t lie, i thought some n-ggas was ridin’
look how the tables turn, them n-ggas folded
when i said i was next, they done thought i was jokin’
how he talkin’ so gangsta’, but you got caught loafin’?
ayy, you know that yo’ boy keep that iron, all under this b-tch like it was a trophy
[chorus]
slidin’ through the 8 wit’ a k
old ass n-ggas still hatin’, tryna’ get ’em out the way
i got this sh-t off the ground, they ain’t give me props, but i put this sh-t in they face
always in the [?], still a ho i can’t chase
her friend wanna’ f-ck, i might go for the bait
on these drugs like a fly, but this sh-t got me dazy
i went and got it, yo’ fault that you lazy
i got four pockets full and i’m only 19, my crew will say i’m still a baby
i’m smokin’, gettin’ paid out in vegas, i’m just gettin’ older, i swear i ain’t changin’
ain’t fought the law, for my dogs, i’mma change
i took a loss, just a part of the game
she just a groupie, i know why she came
she give me top in the back of the range

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