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letra de northside ghetto soulja - bfb da packman

[intro]
yea
yea
uhh
aye

[verse 1]
b-tch i swear to god million dollars look as lovely as rihanna
ain’t no love and hip hop
you not tammy i’m not waka
we ain’t letting sh-t slide spot a baka then i drop em
and of course i’m f-ckin raw so why you asking for a condom
ain’t no n-gga with me starving if i got it then he got it
put my bread up split the profit b-tch you knowin that im solid
street credit in a thousand from the top to the bottom
all my side b-tches jealous cuz i won’t leave my baby momma
i talked to drake on the phone he couldn’t sign me
he said i’m too d-mn fat and too d-mn childish
so from that day on every track every imma slaughter
and i swear it hurt my pride cuz that’s my favorite artist

[hook]
i swear to god i put n0body else above you
f-ck all your friends behind your back i’m off them drugs boo
tell you that i’ll see you in the morning thats how i thug you
and i ignore that fish smell cuz i love you
[verse 2]
if that boy really a threat then we gonna hit em now
talking about no f-cking conversation when i sit him down
cut my mans off he pull out money when them b-tches around
this not friday i’m not craig i’m not gone put my bl!cky down
i’m a man without her
roseline n-gga momma had us out in public housing
dont call my phone about no beef this ain’t mcdonalds
my momma still live out in apartments i got bigger problems

[hook]
i swear to god i put n0body else above you
f-ck all your friends behind your back cuz i’m off them drugs boo
tell you that i’ll see you in the morning thats how i thug you
and i ignore that fish smell cuz i love you

[verse 3]
i’m the new big poppa dont need diddy to vouch
boboy taught me one thing n0body sh-t in a drought
f-ckin a n-gga baby momma leave my kids on her couch
before i f-ck black china i’ll stick my d-ck in a couch
kidnap your favorite b-tch and throw her baby off the ledge
you won’t hear the last n-gga that tried to play me cuz he dead
and all my fans pray for me i’m kinda crazy in the head
and i done f-ck a couple b-tches with they baby in the bed
my brother terrorize the whole city that’s my brother though
dont give a f-ck who he rob we slidin that’s on another note
pay for a rental boy you crazy i be punching those
i always get my heart broke in the end cuz i be cuffing hoes
b-tch i been pressure draco with me big steppin
dont f-ck on none of my exes cuz them b-tches big extra
feds think i’m moving weight f-ck no i’m bench pressin
nola b-tch say i’m r-t-rded naw bae i been special
if they print it imma get it work a job or whip a chicken
feds hit mommas house but i was gone this ain’t no fishin
pray they hit my knees enchilada they don’t come and get me
going out like candace(?) you rap b-tches is (?)
on god
let’s have some f-cking fun
my momma found my gun in high school i bought another one
my daddy mad i said he smoke crack in one of my songs
man i don’t give a f-ck
you let another n-gga raise your son
bentley benz take a lunch crew got big paper
f-ck a b-tch in the booty while i’m bumping vince staples
n-ggas snitching like its cool n-ggas know that sh-t flagrant
dawg stabbed me in my back sh-t them n-ggas been hatin
i ain’t lying sh-t man please
get up out my life you can’t hold me down like yandy
love and hip hop this sh-t flop dont have no plan c’s
i had all my kids b-tch i dont do no plan b’s
[outro]
f-ck you mean
all i got is rap i ain’t got no plan b’s
b-tch i dont do no plan b’s
f-ck you mean lunch crew n-gga
one deep n-gga
dont do no plan b’s
take care of my kids n-gga
rap my only job dont do no plan b’s

- bfb da packman

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