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letra de off passin - big sad 1900

[intro]
aye 1900 n-gga
aye r.i.p. stevo
before i go any forward you know what im sayin’
danny get off the field
let me say that, yeah
r.i.p. g-face n-gga p tray
moneyphone
aye we getting money around this motherf-cker man
know what im sayin’
a n-gga been getting to that bag boy
im a bad boy
shout out tuda man what up man
[chorus]
i’m just a thug n-gga grew up with drug dealers (yeah)
we play cordial but we don’t love n-ggas (nah)
beat n-ggas up and we done drugged n-ggas (huh)
you landed in the wrong cell we about to run n-ggas (we about to run you n-ggas)
you know i came from action big stick no lackin’ (yeah)
broke ass n-gga you the reason why im laughin’ (broke ass)
lil bro just went and got a mazi of off passing (gone)
he dont go no wells but in traffic still sagging (still sagging)

[verse 1]
i do what i want my b-tch know i’m ratchet
b-tch give the p-ssy up for free then you can have it
im bout to run it goto texas get a mansion
gon’ ask about us they gon’ tell you that we crackin’
this ain’t bout no money b-tch i do this sh-t for passion
you ain’t never lived it tell them people that you rappin’
n-ggas say my name and i pull up like who askin’
lil bro got the perks but that lil n-gga taxin’
you wearing fake designer what’s the point in wearing fashion
in the eighth grade strapped ask my baby momma jasmine
moneyphone did the beat he got it slapping
this hoe disappear i’m asking like what happened
let me know something big blunts n-gga blow something
but when them people come around we don’t know nothing
get up off my phone talking about you wanna hold something
im in portland i be road running n-gga road running
[chorus]
i’m just a thug n-gga grew up with drug dealers (yeah)
we play cordial but we don’t love n-ggas (nah)
beat n-ggas up and we done drugged n-ggas (huh)
you landed in the wrong cell we about to run n-ggas (we about to run you n-ggas)
you know i came from action big stick no lackin’ (yeah)
broke ass n-gga you the reason why im laughin’ (broke ass)
lil bro just went and got a mazi of off passing (gone)
he dont go no wells but in traffic still sagging (still sagging)

[verse 2]
we gone get this money do that sh-t by any means
can’t be bigger than the gang can’t be bigger than the team
droppin’ fours scratchin’ on my arms like a dope fiend
i see you with that cup i know you don’t pour lean
i’m a stepper steppin in my dolce lemmon peppers
lock me up paint a picture sayin’ i’m the aggressor
you was acting weird couldn’t even get a letter
b-tch f-ck you and that’s all i wanna tell her
pink tens you and your friend lets link in
lost my homie then i fell in the deep end
poppin’ bottles you know where we at every weekend
she don’t cheat on her husband now i got her creepin’

[bridge]
aye look man we above the law man
we ain’t trippin off the police, d.a., judge none of that
we slide through the city beatin n-gga on forgis n-gga
running through red lights stupid
[chorus]
i’m just a thug n-gga grew up with drug dealers (yeah)
we play cordial but we don’t love n-ggas (nah)
beat n-ggas up and we done drugged n-ggas (huh)
you landed in the wrong cell we about to run n-ggas (we about to run you n-ggas)
you know i came from action big stick no lackin’ (yeah)
broke ass n-gga you the reason why im laughin’ (broke ass)
lil bro just went and got a mazi of off passing (gone)
he dont go no wells but in traffic still sagging (still sagging)

- big sad 1900

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