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letra de cnn - bandgang masoe

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[intro]
my n-gga died a legend, i’m surprised he wasn’t on cnn
i done lost so many n-ggas i won’t see again
hmm
f-cked up a n-gga

[verse]
brodie died a legend, i’m surprised he wasn’t on cnn
i done lost so many n-ggas i won’t see again
i f-cked a b-tch because i wanted to, who care? they friends
and playing get your ass took out like the school dance
had two b-tches stuffin’ for me, made ’em hold hands
we touch down with this bag, do the blade dance
the only thing i fear is god and the raid van
can turn one to three, ooh, this amazin’
i’m two days in at this days inn
we pull up, no conversation needed, guns blazin’
was with that sh-t and died, now they say he a great man
these p-ssy n-ggas dolphins, they just got shark fins
they think it’s an 8k, but, b-tch, this a fn
they like, “mas, take a break”, how the f-ck am i gon’ win?
how the f-ck i’m gon’ explain i almost made it to my kids?
and before i go to prison, n-gga, i’d rather be dead
so don’t rat on me
i’m in the studio with boat and he got that on him
if this my last buck, we gon’ split it, i’m that type of homie
went to the view and missed the funeral, that sh-t was on me
they just actin’ like they love bro, that was really my homie
self-medicatin’, i’m so high, feel like i’m levitatin’
been ran out of patience, they won’t give it to me, i’ma take it
how you write a statement? bro, i cried readin’ through your statement
ain’t wanna believe it, it was facts, though, i had to face it
they say them millions taste good, man, i gotta taste it
at cooper hawk with my main b-tch wine tastin’
the feds on him, call him central how his trail blazin’
got sixty on me in dubs thick as the yellow pages
gotta get my sister out the trap, brother off of cr-ps
tryna get my n-gga in the stu, he could bring his back
i just told my young n-gga slide, he like, “roger that”
we just took the whole hidden stash, he wasn’t watchin’ that
i’ma clean this dirty money up like the laundromat
up, down, up, down, up, this sh-t like jumping jacks
hit the b-tch, then he hit the b-tch, he a copycat
all it took was don and little caesars, she got pizza cat

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