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letra de take aim - big scoob

[intro]
yeah, this one here, man
i wrote this one
when i found out, one of the homies was testifyin’ on another homie
like, my little brother, man
the n-gga tryin’ to hit the n-gga with the kingpin status
you know i mean?
so it kind of left me in a, deep, dark-ass place
and this is what i came up with

[verse 1]
peek-a-boo, fool, n-gga, we ain’t cool
this p-ssy rattin’ on a homie, he ain’t mentionin’ scoob
tried to hit the homie yella with the kingpin status
mister dun ain’t got a gun but still throwin’ bullets at us
keep it real, i ain’t shocked, i done f-cked with him
he had to pass them little yella, up to me, i would’ve split ’em
make plans, on that move when you thought you was smooth
kept on speakin’ on they rap game like n-ggas was fools
had the ‘zou ready to ride, and the target was you
but little yellow save your life and now he look like a fool
still love for your brothers and your sister and your mother
you’s a rat, that’s a fact, ain’t no comin’ back from that
when you sit off in your cell, in the dark all by yourself
hope that last little man and you say murder yourself
p-ssy n-gga pulled the trigger, throwin’ shots at his dog
i done seen a lot of sh-t but now i really seen it all
[chorus]
(take aim!) if you hit, you helpin’ me out
(this pain!) i can’t seem to find a way out
(this game!) got a hold, they lettin’ me out
(take aim! hit the brain!)
(take aim!) if you hit, you helpin’ me out
(this pain!) i can’t seem to find a way out
(this game!) got a hold, they lettin’ me out
(take aim! hit the brain!)

[bridge]
let me fly ‘fore i die, let me touch the sky
‘fore they lock me in the cage, in this place to rage
make a movement with my music, i got somethin’ to say
tryin’ to speak for this gutter, say, reverse i lay
tryin’ to place it on the page, villain, turn the page
turn my pass into cash, make a brand new thing
street wisdom i was given, so i speak for the hood
tryin’ to show you motherf-ckers how bad makes good

[verse 2]
place the target on my dome, make it connect if you can
ain’t no fear, i’ve been here way longer than playin’
should’ve left up off this earth when i was funkin’ for turf
made it through all of the wars but still the memories hurt
not all illusion, homies dark and lonely, sh-t that i done
the other side lost lives when i was handed a gun
the land of misery invented me then left me for dead
ain’t no place for no old-head to crash through his bread
now i’m back off in these streets and dumpin’, yo little e
i’m takin’ chances, gutter dances just to stay on my feet
try to compete with all these young ‘uns, man they switchin’ the rouse
loyalty is just a word, it ain’t in none of these dudes
like, snitchin’ is the new thing, it’s part of the game
so i don’t fit, ’cause i ain’t with it, n-gga, simple and plain
take aim if you a k!ller, n-gga, damage the brain
i ain’t happy in this motherf-cker feelin’ this pain
[chorus]
(take aim!) if you hit, you helpin’ me out
(this pain!) i can’t seem to find a way out
(this game!) got a hold, they lettin’ me out
(take aim! hit the brain!)
(take aim!) if you hit, you helpin’ me out
(this pain!) i can’t seem to find a way out
(this game!) got a hold, they lettin’ me out
(take aim! hit the brain!)

- big scoob

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