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letra de 304 - allblack

[verse 1: allblack]
i’m in her guts like melvin did jody mama
dropped her off in mid-air, tryin’ to take off the condom
quick to scream out birth control when i’m inside her
f-cked around and made max in the back of a honda
can’t trust hoes, barely can trust my partners
in the sprinter with three glocks and a mint green chopper
my cambodian n-gg-s blacker than barack obama
my migo n-gg-s knock the meat up out your enchilada
i’m fake famous ’round this b-tch, still pull up at shoppers
y’all know me, i walked down here for some carne asada
sour cream mixed with cheese and a large horchata
same n-gg- from the group home off uv vodka
no matter how much i got, i can’t leave the hood
pushin’ up on n-gg-s’ life, stacy on the wood
jays know me by my first and last name
ain’t been packed out of hold, my face car good
pull whenever wherever like kirk from the bulls
stole my grandad revolver and took it to school
them had an all black ap that held 32
i been turnt up since aim, this fame ain’t new
tryin’ to hold me for some clout like dirk, i’ma shoot
knock keyana and her partner up if i’m blue
put her dumb–ss to sleep like a xanax do
put a blanket on her dumb–ss like grams do

[chorus: kossisko]
and these days yeah n-gg- be talked up
’cause a b-tch clout chasin’ and n-gg-s pillow-talkin’
oh, i feel the 304 and ooh
and ooh, i feel the 304 in you
got a cross on a b-tch hair, now she blessed (got a cross on her hair then now she blessed)
and baby i’ma need the fee if you want me next (and baby i’ma need the fee if you want me next)
oh, i feel the 304 and ooh
and ooh, i feel the 304 in you

[verse 2: allblack]
i got a warrant, and i’m still at the lake clownin’
thought it was p-rnhub the way the b-tch backside bouncin’
on my dead partners, the b-tch cashed out for a thousand
took off the lifestyle ’cause b-tches be schemin’ and scowlin’
this b-tch poutin’, she say i’m never at the crib
you don’t make enough for me to stay away from fig’
can you support my clean habit, feed my kids?
can you m-ssage my back while i’m f-ckin’ your friend?
can you mix that patron even with the hen’?
i need a bag if you want this d-ck in your ribs
oh i’ma k!ll a p-ssy, let the b-tch live
i’ll be on tip like round 4 or 5, offset him
i need a house like jeezy, three million on ice
need to be able to buy that black ‘rari twice
oh i’ma stab when i get home, kelly price
i had ’em came, said the young n-gg-s take your life

[chorus: kossisko]
and these days yeah n-gg- be talked up (can you keep me at home?)
’cause a b-tch clout chasin’ and n-gg-s pillow-talkin’
oh, i feel the 304, and ooh (oh, i feel it baby)
and ooh, i feel the 304 in you
got a cross on a b-tch hair, now she blessed
(got a cross on her hair then now she blessed)
and baby i’ma need the fee if you want me next
(and baby i’ma need the fee if you want me next)
oh, i feel the 304 and ooh
and ooh, i feel the 304 in you

[outro: allblack & kossisko]
i feel that hov in you, girl
i feel that 304 in you
oh, i feel like you a groupie, though
i feel that 304 in you

- allblack

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