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letra de 411 - antonio ortiz

[chorus]
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
thinking about catching bodies, it changed my life done
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
i thought the streets was ill unti i shot that gun

[verse 1]
waking up in cold sweats, i can get no rest
i’m jumping in my sleep, i can barely catch my breath
having flashbacks, when i put them bullets in his chest
’cause now i’m paranoid, and all i see is death
this is bogus, hard to cope with, it got a homie streesed
i just tried to get the dough, i ain’t wanna make a mess
now i’m left with the regrets, i’m stuck with the effects
i’m living with a murder, f-ck i really might confess
what if they got evidence, what if they spoke to residents
it’s messing with my head, i did it for dead [?]
man my life is over, could hardly stay sober
’cause everywhere i go, i’m looking over my shoulder
tried to take a chill pill, but i can’t even kick it
can’t talk to my posse, cause none of ’em n-ggas can fix it
’cause every time i look up, i see his face vivid
saying imma get you back, d-mn this sh-t is wicked
[chorus]
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
thinking about catching bodies, it changed my life done
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
a mother’s pain is different after losing her son
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
i thought the streets was ill unti i shot that gun
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
thinking about catching bodies, it changed my life done

[verse 2]
i can’t close my eyes, i’m having trouble sleeping
nightmares all weekend, i hear my heart beating
i see my soul leaving, i’m lying there beelding
my mind playing tricks on me, i ain’t even know what i’m seeing
it got me freaking out, blood stains on the couch
i’m hallucinating, maybe i should just leave the house
so i bounce, i go missing, my friends say i’m tripping
but ever since i pulled that trigger, everything is different
i hear this instrumental, it’s missing with my mental
it feels like i signed a contract with the devil
different song that i’m singing, no more dope that i’m slinging
i reach for the hip every time my pager ringing
now i’m a zombie at night, this is how i’m living life
it went wrong tryna do the right thing like i’m spike
but i fight h-lla times, yeah, these streets got the best of me
so every night, sh-t, my gun staying next to me
[chorus]
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
thinking about catching bodies, it changed my life done
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
a mother’s pain is different after losing her son
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
i thought the streets was ill unti i shot that gun
what’s the 4-1-1?
what’s the 4-1-1?
thinking about catching bodies, it changed my life done

- antonio ortiz

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