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letra de c.o.d. - bacon the general

[intro: stevie stone]
y’all know what time it is right?
bacon the general
f.u.n. gang
hey, hey, hey, huh

[chorus: bacon the general]
(yah, yah) she charge you a fee, she f-ck with me for free (yah)
(yah, yah) she know i’m a g, i’m really in the streets (yah)
(yah, yah) and i ain’t buyin’ some, i’m coppin’ the whole thing (yah)
(yah, yah) and i don’t need no friends, uh-uh, it’s c.o.d
(yah, yah) she charge you a fee, she f-ck with me for free (yah)
(yah, yah) she know i’m a g, i’m really in the streets (yah)
(yah, yah) and i ain’t buyin’ some, i’m coppin’ the whole thing (yah)
(yah, yah) and i don’t need no friends, uh-uh, it’s c.o.d

[verse 1: bacon the general]
see, what the difference is, i make decisions and stick with it
y’all n-ggas be on some envy sh-t, this sh-t ridiculous
n-ggas be rappin’ some sh-t in they songs, and they rеally ain’t livin’ it
i don’t be feelin’ it, most of these n-ggas that’s rappin’ that gangsta sh-t, thеy grew up privileged
they had a mommy, and daddy, and siblings, they went to private schools, and private villages
they never drilled no sh-t, they never k!lled no sh-t, they never flipped a brick, they never peeled a b-tch
they never did no sh-t, they never been in the mix, i-i can not take none of y’all serious
the sh-t that you rappin’, make it make sense, y-y’all n-ggas could come outside of the fence
i-i been out here in the trench since a kid, i do not lie ‘bout the sh-t that i did
[chorus: bacon the general]
(yah, yah) she charge you a fee, she f-ck with me for free (yah)
(yah, yah) she know i’m a g, i’m really in the streets (yah)
(yah, yah) and i ain’t buyin’ some, i’m coppin’ the whole thing (yah)
(yah, yah) and i don’t need no friends, uh-uh, it’s c.o.d
(yah, yah) she charge you a fee, she f-ck with me for free (yah)
(yah, yah) she know i’m a g, i’m really in the streets (yah)
(yah, yah) and i ain’t buyin’ some, i’m coppin’ the whole thing (yah)
(yah, yah) and i don’t need no friends, uh-uh, it’s c.o.d

[verse 2: stevie stone]
yo (stevie stone)
bad lil b-tch got body, i need it
stoney up in it, i’m goin’ on laps (laps)
lil mama whipped out the d, she grinnin’
put her in a combo n-gga, no cap
hatin’ ass n-ggas gotta see us winnin’, show you how to bubble up n-gga, that’s facts
big mike, nephy in the club with the pilly, ship, set, sail lil n-gga, no dap
i done said to b-tch “you f-ckin’ with a stoner” (stoner), we can have a late night recap (recap)
there’s an embassy right around the corner (corner), if they hear the p-ssy good, it’s a wrap
f-ckin’ with her leg up, got my left hand on her neck, and my right hand tuggin’ on her frontal (yeah)
lame ass n-ggas gotta pay for the cookie, when she come around me, lemme do what i wanna
a’s up, f.u.n. gang (huh)

- bacon the general

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