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letra de street sh!t - big twan

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chorus (1) / verse 1

ducked a bullet last night
they pull up, it’s on sight
c-cked it back, fake totin’ nines
finna send this brotha to the sky

put him with god, see his mama cry
i claim that [sh-t], i never lie
duck them shots, whizzin’ by
brothas wanna see me paralyzed

rob the bank, rob the sto’
pushin’ money, slingin’ dope
this the life i’m forced to live
don’t [f-ck] with me, you gotta go

r.i.p. to folks who ain’t make it out
still sendin’ opps up to the clouds
but i’m [f-ckin’] hoes, i’m gettin’ clout
i’ll make ’em haters shut they mouth

bridge

free big marc and free d-whizzy, they ain’t neva’ do no wrong
big r.i.p. to wodae and all my other brothas who be gone
i been lived in thеse trenches and i sеrved these streets a lot
only got what i done needed, never gotten any wants
verse 2

you a gangsta, try some’
too late now, so don’t run
can’t you see me clutchin’ guns?
i don’t do no running ones

foenem tried, so he died
bad thoughts turned into homicide
brothas watch them bullets fly
made a brotha’s life denied

on leroy, you was askin’
for yo’ funeral to be closed casket
yo’ [ass] deceased, that’s nasty
now yo’ life just a past thing

glock pointed at yo’ head
white tee turned red
and don’t try no goofy [sh-t], or you gon’ end up dead

chorus (2) / verse 3

ducked a bullet last night
they pull up, it’s on sight
c-cked it back, fake totin’ nines
finna send this brotha to the sky
put him with god, see his mama cry
i claim that [sh-t], i never lie
duck them shots, whizzin’ by
brothas wanna see me paralyzed

rob the bank, rob the sto’
pushin’ money, slingin’ dope
this the life i’m forced to live
don’t [f-ck] with me, you gotta go

r.i.p. to folks who ain’t make it out
still sendin’ opps up to the clouds
but i’m [f-ckin’] hoes, i’m gettin’ clout
i’ll make ’em haters shut they mouth

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