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letra de mas plata - bashfortheworld & real slummy

[intro]
uh, ayy

[verse 1]
ayy, migo it’s gon’ take a whole lot more then just puttin’ some lil’ sh-t together
who i trust in this world, n-gga, no one but me, i’m the one that put this sh-t together
migo down, keep a p, n-gga, won’t keep a b-tch to hold me down, no, we can’t live together
ayy, migo use to board up the windows when sh-t got colder
my og was a real-ass hustler, but still came home most time not sober
i went and turned to the man of the house, had to bring home the bread when a n-gga got older
the first migo wanna play with us, n-gga shoot up this b-tch, now the whole sh-t over
i use to scale up the grams in the bathroom and bag up the sh-t then put racks in the sofa
migo ballin’ and hop the rover, use to be broke n-ggas, hopped out the whoopty
swaggin’ my door all you hearing is boosie, i walked out the spot with my glock wearin’ gucci
got my first gun when you listen to uzi, you pullin’ sh-t out, then you best better use it
the first thing i went and did when i went and got the whip, had to bend the corner with my brother
i’m turnt up, b-tch, n-gga, just crashed the whip, man, this sh-t ain’t nothin’, i just got another
migo, i pour up the drank in the pot n-gga crush up the perc’ and i watch it change colors
how the f-ck n-ggas switch up on the gang? it’s some wrong with the game if we came out the gutter
money talk, migo, i been gettin’ pape’, if you ain’t gettin’ nothin’, then go get some
you ain’t never walk in the club with no bread in your pockets, you broke, then it ain’t no fun
you hustle all day and it ain’t no funds
my glock hold 10 and my drac’ hold 50
you ain’t talkin’ money, then, b-tch, don’t hit me
i walk in the club, got the whole hood with me
migo stuck in the box yellin’ out come get me, ayy
[interlude]
[?]
migo
migo world

[verse 2]
when i say dolly, that clip gon’ empty
you ain’t getting rich if you ain’t a lil’ risky
it ain’t just on me, lil’ b-tch, it’s in me
two things i won’t do is go broke or settle
plug know what i do, so he sendin’ the extra
i keep buyin’ watches, my time is precious
i ain’t saying nada but they get the message
city gettin’ hot, go to sleep with a weapon
i’m drac’ by my side, i stream all reckless
it’s too much money for folks to be jealous
they all want your spot but can’t handle that pressure
all of this migo sh-t, we the influence
lil mexico beat up this pot but this fast money tricky
they told me just stick to producing
you know a quicker way out, then let’s do it
wake up, then hustle i read that’s your label
can’t pick up no calls unless it’s ’bout paper
i’m in the hood in a benz rockin’ sh-t you ain’t heard of overseas where all garments was layered
i’m gettin’ money but still misbehavin’, you stupid to think, i ain’t put some away
my partner been itchin’ to put some away
mask up on a l!ck, they don’t know who to blame, uh
money and drills, and prayin’ for peace, i’m twisted but this lifestyles in me
and when you this lit, you don’t care who the littest ’cause that sh-t be bad for business
ogs look up to me and it’s mutual respect, since a youngin i handled sh-t different
you do as i say and then everyone safe, boy, you better step to that rhythm
cartier frames, it cost just to look at me, n-gga, so watch when you stare
mommy, you know it’s a shoebox right under the mattress in case i get thrown in that cell
just like my granny, we said it don’t say none but, baby, don’t ask me nothin’ about 12
real life boss, i really won’t sign to no label, i’d go rather sign to myself, sir

- bashfortheworld real slummy

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