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letra de take me away - baseman

[intro: baseman]
yeah
base, woodgrange
star, boris, murkz
wave

[chorus: baseman]
imma be on the streets with my n-ggas
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
imma be bussin’ my trigger
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
imma be on the streets with my n-ggas
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
[verse 1: snizzy]
(star, look, i got my-)
i got my heart, got me dreamin’ on better days
i roll thе cheese in the blunt to take thе pain away
i hope allah guides me until i make my way
sip on some ‘enny then i let my soul fade away
we stay grindin’, all my n-ggas movin’ major weight
the jakes have run the backspot, we never take a break
i’m on tag but that’s not f-ckin’ with my paper chase
from dawn to dusk, i’m out, grindin’ on the daily, base
but wait, these jakes are f-ckin’ with my patience
the paranoia’s kickin’ in, i think i’m on surveilance
plus, i got so many cases
them snitches in the station givin’ so many statements
but it’s nuttin’, i’m still on my block, same way
the jakes have [?], no one got a baitface
the wife is buggin’, like, “star, please stay safe”
i’m just buzzin’ on that [?], you know i stay wave

[chorus: baseman]
imma be on the streets with my n-ggas
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
imma be bussin’ my trigger
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
imma be on the streets with my n-ggas
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
[verse 2: boris]
(boris)
j in my right hand, [?] in my left
all my n-ggas are in jail, there’s only 12 of us left
so i sip some yak to relieve some stress
my n-ggas free the mind by talkin’ on the set
where’s all the love gone? there ain’t none left
so i ride-out with my gloves on and aim for your chest
blue track suits, blue bally on the left
forever woodgrange, nothing more or nothing less
ow, you said you good, but you know i’m better
i’ll holler at my n-gga base for that big beretta
and it’s on-sight, whatever the weather
and paigons know that i’m not a f-cking story-teller
yeah, i tell the f-cking truth
i’m ridin’-out to your strip with a couple goons
it’s a black one if we catch you
we ride out in black but we rep blue

[chorus: baseman]
imma be on the streets with my n-ggas
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
imma be bussin’ my trigger
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
don’t let ’em take me away
imma be on the streets with my n-ggas
til’ the feds come n’ take me away
[verse 3: murkz]
(murkz)
listen, pablo, i heard you got mad crow
i was out there, l!ckin’ off til’ i had dough
i only hang with bosses, we don’t have to make our mind, no
we’re like the frogs in this ting and you’re a tadpole
on a cas’ ting, i leave my house in the evening
got riders on tag but they will definitely breach it
home visits and we’ll come to yours when you’re sleepin’
it’s not a ting, we’ll sneak in with the heat in
tell me where you stack his money, man, i want a cut
it’s not a ting where i need to say, “i got a gun”
but he got bucked and he got sucked
and if you don’t want pain like that, then give it up
i’ve got k!llers and i’ll put them on the works if it’s needed
woodgrange road, darg, know who my team is
a 16’s air, i got more to say
and i’m there on my block til’ they take me away

- baseman

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