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letra de all i got - bandgang javar

[intro: ]
(beatgang)
ayy

[chorus]
i gave the streets all that i’ve got (all that i got)
blood, sweat and everything (ooh, yeah, yeah)
and more (everything and more)
i gave the streets all that i’ve got (all that i got, yeah)
drugs, scams and everything (bandgang, ooh, yeah, yeah)
and more (everything and more, yeah)

[verse 1]
thank god the rental made it back again
i get caught again, it’s over with, i’m doin’ ten
real n-ggas don’t fold, take it to the chin
but you wouldn’t know ’cause real somethin’ you ain’t never been
i-75, -94, -96
bandman told me the ropes and it was over with
hitchhiker, i’ve been on the road ever since
like a petty-ass n-gga, i need every cent
really made the cheese you rap about makin’
sittin’ in that rental six hours, gettin’ aggravated
touchin’ down with so much cheese, you gotta calculate it
ten times ten, learn your times tables
used to struggle tryna help my mama with the rent
risk it all, know she ain’t gotta work for sh-t
y’all n-ggas ass backwards, worried ’bout a b-tch
that’s gon’ play it crazy when you down to have you lookin’ sick
[chorus]
i gave the streets all that i’ve got (all that i got, yeah)
blood, sweat and everything (ooh, yeah, yeah)
and more (everything and more)
i gave the streets all that i’ve got (all that i got, yeah)
drugs, scams and everything (ooh, yeah, yeah)
and more (everything and more, yeah)

[verse 2]
when they k!lled my n-gga dots, i was sick
goin’ through backwoods like a camping trip
the opps got on twitter talkin’ cash sh-t
now they all dead, what a coincidence
my daddy was a real n-gga, r.i.p
the apple don’t fall far from the tree
if your son crack cards, he probably work for me
but if he a hater like his daddy, he don’t f-ck with me
i learned firsthand about frontin’ n-ggas
they’d f-ck the bag up, then ask for forgiveness
spend your money on some hoes, on the ‘gram wiggin’
then act like you did him wrong when you decide to k!ll him
made more people rich than the illuminati
in that white jeep, was skinny, lb and lonnie
receipts fallin’ out my nike joggy
biggs’ll tell you for his self when he get out the commi’
[chorus]
i gave the streets all that i’ve got (all that i got, yeah)
blood, sweat and everything (ooh, yeah, yeah)
and more (everything and more)
i gave the streets all that i’ve got (all that i got, yeah)
drugs, scams and everything (ooh, yeah, yeah)
and more (everything and more, yeah)

[outro]
(beatgang)

- bandgang javar

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