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letra de real drank dont rotten - big yaya

[intro]
(tryna come at you with they problem)
(this money got everybody tryna come at you with they, uh)
(this money have everybody try to come at you with they problems)
(this money have everybody try to come at you with they-)
ya

[chorus]
this money have everybody try to come at you with they problems
thinking them blue hundreds gon’ solve ’em
sixteen, always smoked the re-up, then i started robbing
phone wasn’t cl!cking, nights i was starving
took the plug out, started overcharging
i was gripping b-tter smooth like mar[?]
my ooter he a lefty so i call ’em harden
could pack out the trap, tryna pack out the garden
like to bench a b-tch, when she think that she startin’
told her i’ma grinch baby, not martin
gave my unc a sample, it’s sealed tight cause he not in

real drank don’t rotten
and the trap is [?] no [?]
can’t come to the trap, you ain’t shoppin’
tris, red, wock, yeah a n-gga keep options
owe mom a mil, cause she didn’t put me up for adoption
throwin’ dubs like i’m from compton
got locked in the stu, got yellows that’s locked in
this clip make a movie for the n-ggas that’s plottin’
got shooters like the president, i’m with binladen
i’m the type, baby, to ask you what happened?
ask you what happened?
ya
[chorus]
this money have everybody try to come at you with they problems
thinking them blue hundreds gon’ solve ’em
sixteen, always smoked the re-up, then i started robbing
phone wasn’t cl!cking, nights i was starving
took the plug out, started overcharging
i was gripping b-tter smooth like mar[?]
my ooter he a lefty so i call ’em harden

- big yaya

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