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letra de the press conference - albee al

[intro]
you don’t know what a n-gga was goin’ through when motherf-ckers wouldn’t answer the phone for me
motherf-ckers just turned they back on me
people life goin’ on, b-tches movin’ on with n-ggas
n-ggas movin’ on with new camps (gladiator)
you know what i’m sayin’?
n0body checkin’ on my kids, n0body checkin’ on my family
n0body checkin’ on my mom
my mom, my mom’s holdin’ grudges right now
know what i’m sayin’?
like, i be askin’ ’em
when some of my old friends try come around, i be like, “no, man, ain’t no such, such reachin’ out to me”
like, h-ll no, go
hold up

[verse 1]
mama had me as teen, i’m so glad she kept me (mama)
daddy died when i was four, i’m so sad he left me (rest in peace)
comin’ up in the trenches, you gotta be a man (gladiator)
lost boy in neverland, i feel like peter pan (ha)
if you heard i was broke, dog, it weren’t a rumor (it wasn’t)
know i got it out the mud like timon and pumbaa
put my b-tch in chanel, we don’t do the pumas (at)
come through your block sweepin’ sh-t (grrt) like i picked a broom up (baow, baow)
time to separate the kings from the p-wns (king, king)
put a queen on my arm, i’m the king, i’m the don, n-gga (grrt)
b-tch, i spend about forty on my charms (i swear)
glock .40, yeah, i’m armed (boom, boom)
this for draco, this for ron, motherf-cker (gang)
[bridge]
i don’t know how you keep beatin’ these gangsters
b-tch, we innocent, that’s why y’all keep f-ckin’ with us
but, yeah, man
the police got it off of me, man
but it is what it is though, man
i’m just gon’
they gon’, they gon’ have to keep tryin’ because i ain’t doin’ nothin’ negative, i’m doin’ all positive sh-t
shawty like, “nah, he’s, he’s a k!ller”, he the one reportin’ nothin’
they don’t wanna see you do no good, bro
they, they want you, they want you to slip up and do the bad, so they can put another case on you, bro
but they, but i ain’t gon’, i got that paper now
they can’t do me like that

[verse 2]
uh, on a turn pipe doin’ like one sixty (skrrt)
shawty with me, tryna cut like a buck fifty (split)
mp been a post, you can’t do nothin’ with me (nothin’)
loyalty like siamese, like, are you stuck with me? (loyalty)
i vowed to never cross you (ever)
all these sins that i committed, would god let me walk through? (will?)
told my bro to hit my phone, he need someone to talk to (call)
blew trial on the body, judge did him awful (free the real)
you out they mind when you out of sight (grr)
got a pipe just incase i die tonight (grr, grr), you gon’ ride tonight (grr)
f-ck 12 (f-ck 12), thirteen and the number next to it (everybody)
choppa spin your head like the exorcist (yeah)
swing, nothin’ next to this (grrt, grrt)
[outro]
let me make this clear, real quick (boom)
i want y’all to understand this, you feel me?
n-ggas be thinkin’ like jersey city n-ggas ain’t, ain’t some type of real n-ggas or somethin’
like, let’s get this clear right now, dog
like, n-ggas, n-ggas be, lot of industry be feelin’ like n-ggas ain’t them type of n-ggas because of them type of n-ggas, you feel me?
jersey city n-ggas go in, son
like, i’m a jersey city n-gga, dog, and we go in, son
and i’m a real jersey city
i’m the n-gga that, i’m the king of jersey city, dog
trade places, like, don’t
them n-ggas sittin’ there fightin’ over somethin’ that they ain’t the king of
like, i mean n-ggas alright, you smell me?
but n-ggas is just rat, it’s like, you feel me?
i’m really doin’ this sh-t, them n-ggas know, you smell me? (know that)
i ain’t tryna diss, so don’t diss me, son, ’cause y’all know what i’m doin’ after that, n-gga
f-ck all that, y’all n-ggas know we wild, dog (know that)
we ain’t doin’ that dissin’ sh-t, dog
ayo, ayo, feel me?
look, i said whatever i touch, it’s in the b class sh-t
i’m one of a kind
i ain’t like none of these motherf-ckin’ b-st-rds
see, i keep the ratchet
no hesitation, i will f-ckin’ clap it
it ain’t a joke, but i ain’t f-ckin’ laughin’
this is real rap, you could get your grill cracked
gotta hold your head up, or you’ll get it peeled back
i’m from the bottom, tryna make it to the top for my n-ggas in the jail just tryna make it to the block
n-ggas chasin’ sales and they watchin’ for the cops
all my n-ggas down, down, chasin’ money ’til they drop (uh-huh)
i’m like westbrook playin’ with that eagle
feelin’ like bishop, juice like beetle
givin’ out shots, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout neither
talkin’ danny glover sh-t, weapon, lethal

- albee al

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