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letra de street pharmaceuticals - ak bandamont

[intro]
(yeah, baby, you did this one)

[verse]
uh, d-mn, this b-tch slappin’
i’m in the trap with a mac and a big cannon, b-tch, i’m bin laden
be funny with it, n-ggas talk some tough sh-t, but no sh-t happen
i’m a real street n-gga who dress sharp, yes, i’m a big cactus
uh, let’s get this sh-t crackin’
this b-tch used to be sober, ain’t even smoke, but now this b-tch crackin’
i bought a pound nine times this week, i’m on my tenth bagging
my white fiend called my phone, he got a tenth, say he need ten addys
my withdrawals gettin’ deep, my head hurt, need to sip acky
this b-tch f-ck with the opps, she gon’ get k!lled, or give me ten addies
i catch you at the store with that b-tch on me, i’m finna shoot at you
a lil’ n-gga, i put somе cheese on your head, we finna gеt at you
on 6th street, then i got that big b-tch on me and i’m dressed fashly
i was finna buy a thousand-pack for a band, but they was pressed badly
b-tch got every jugg in the world in her kitchen, she got a meth cabinet
i don’t shake no hands to make these bands, b-tch, i’m a check magnet
sh-t, these streets got my best interest
i made it outta town with pounds in the hood, i got a check-engine
just ’cause i checked the hood, trunk in the front, don’t mean i checked engine
i was in the hood at this b-tch house and i think the bed bit me
sh-t, i think the bed bit me
i left the crib and shot to the trap house, i’m finna spread fifty
on my way to the crib, but i got fl!cked, i keep the feds busy
i’m only twenty, been runnin’ sh-t up for years, i think my legs sixty
i just copped two chops, named ’em city girls, i’m gon’ make ’em twerk
i done lost a lot scr-pin’ the pot, i’m gon’ make it work
sold this fiend an e, she tried to leave, i told her take it first
i ain’t drop no song, soon as i did, i’m finna shake the earth
i just shook some fake red with some blue karo, i’m finna make it purp’
me and my two dogs just copped some new raw, let’s see who shake it first
i was paranoid when i was young, i took a k to church
this b-tch been actin’ like she pregnant for ten months, but you can’t fake a birth
[outro]
(yeah, baby, you did this one)

- ak bandamont

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