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letra de straight fool - b-legit

[intro: e-40 and b-legit]
you got this!
uh, uh
you got this…
you
n-gga, cut it out
i got dutch!
you got this
what up, bwoy?
ah, ek, wake up
uh, uh, yo
what they thought?
what up, bwoy?

[verse 1: b-legit]
one stop, shot pop, block got hot
rock hot hot spot, knocks got shot
glock c-ck, don’t stop, won’t get chop
my flocks, my crop, got that rock
i’m coming from the gutter with this
fiends test, say “it’s b-tter and grits”
team best when i utter the hits
zips fresh, got the dope in some sh-t
one hit’ll have you poking the b-tch
blowing stick
[verse 2: e-40]
have you at your best
used to be for s-x, like x
by now you’re unprotect, can’t even get erect
cause enough needle users flushed that heroin, that hot kaddafi
got me on thе gilroy, can’t n0body stop me
watch me walk up to the nеxt man
give him a 30 second check in
give him a hug and tell him “man, i ain’t even tryna take a bag, i got respect for your daddy, playa your mom was my mama’s sahob”

[hook: e-40]
if you gon talk the talk, you gotta walk the walk
or get walked and chalked
straight dude
be about your marble rock
never talk about
bosses cope a route, you do know
i let my nuts hang over my shoulder
double pot fulla baking soda
baby mama pushing yola in a baby stroller
in the cut on my motorola
from here to nova scotia, giving orders out my nova

[verse 3: b-legit]
backdoor and it back at it, backstabbing again
mack bandit back cracking again
fasttrack it, west off the 8 times 10s
past traffic, shoot straight of gin, i’m all in
the bomb, i came with 1-9 like keyshawn
squeeze one, dom!, disconnect your breather
leave? ah nah, set your check, we heathens
best breathin, please believe em
insane, ain’t it, the range ain’t it, can’t explain it
range painted, dames fainted, lames ain’t it
see, the boy’s as square as urkles
circles, see i run with players, purple
gun that, run that, guns and funds up the asscrack
rise stock like nasdaq
in fact, we paper back and back with mini macs and back
and gamble stacks, remember that
[hook: e-40]
if you gon talk the talk, you gotta walk the walk
or get walked and chalked
straight dude
be about your marble rock
never talk about
bosses cope a route, you do know
i let my nuts hang over my shoulder
double pot fulla baking soda
baby mama pushing yola in a baby stroller
in the cut on my motorola
from here to nova scotia, giving orders out my nova

[verse 4: e-40]
ooh, uh…i’m pimp mode
but you can find me in the ghetto working on my low
oil stains while i’m hollerin at a broad
maxed out, visa card, credit card fraud
smoking that grass, acting a ass, bout to flash cash
turn into somethin, from 3 or 4 blocks, the way you can hear me coming
drummed up the ass, act a n-gga
plus i’m with my b-bro, that’s n-gga thicker
a ghetto, a ghetto broad from the same soil
“i love me olive oyl!” crown royal
skinny p-ssy be deep…”you don’t f-ck her no more?”
“i don’t f-ck her no more, but we still speak”
how you doing, how you doooo?
next thing you know, we got a room
stacking it up, busting all kinda nuts all over each other
she underdig me and i dug her
sitting on sum
slap her dope up in without a rubber
[hook: e-40]
if you gon talk the talk, you gotta walk the walk
or get walked or chalked
straight dude
be about your marble rock
never talk about
bosses cope a route, you do know
i let my nuts hang over my shoulder
double pot fulla baking soda
baby mama pushing yola in a baby stroller
in the cut on my motorola
from here to nova scotia, giving orders out my nova
ooh

[instrumental]

[outro: e-40]
ooh

- b legit

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