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letra de dojo - black fortune

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[verse 1]
i had to be blocka’s pallbearer
imagine how that made me feel, huh (so f-cked up)
i was so mentally sp-ced out (d-mn)
that i started crackin’ a seal, huh (ooh)
and sh-t so f-cked up nowadays (huh?)
that i can’t tell fake from real, huh (can’t tell)
so i be solo
i’m so dolo that i wrote my name on my own will

[chorus]
yeah, the police looking for me, i need you to be my alibi
them percocets put me to sleep like a lullaby
when they k!lled blocka, on blood, it was televised
i was sellin’ that white boy like kevin federline
stuck a block off the top of the roof, now they mesmerized
and all of my uncles og, i got mob ties
i look over my shoulder so much that i’m crosseyed
and she hit the goopstick, froze in the trap with the frog eyes

[verse 2]
hop out the coupe, i’m in first place
p-ssy n-gga, you don’t wanna die on your birthday, uh
up it at a n-gga, send a n-gga to the worst place (ooh)
boy, i’m finna leave your body in the dirt like it’s earth day (d-mn)
b-tch, i sip a lot of lean, i got top-notch (wow)
hundred round in a drumstick, i make ’em pop-lock (brraow)
pop ’em, turn a p-ssy n-gga’s shirt into a crop-top (d-mn)
i spin a n-gga block, gunshots while the kids playin’ hopscotch (yeah)
rule number one, never show no mercy (no)
pop another percocet and take a journey (go)
rule number two, only shoot if it’s urgent (ooh)
i’m a clean lil’ n-gga, but i’m dirty (dirty)
tryna get my bliggity gobbled up like a goose (huh, huh)
if she don’t suck d-ck, then she ain’t the truth (then she ain’t the truth)
007, i’m bulletproof
a n-gga want free smoke with me, i told him to loot (to loot)
i ain’t militant, but all my shooters salute (d-mn)
and all of your n-ggas keep dyin’, it’s time to recruit (d-mn)
my shooter gon’ shoot if i tell him to
i ain’t got no boat, so i put the bricks on a canoe
[chorus]
yeah, the police looking for me, i need you to be my alibi
them percocets put me to sleep like a lullaby
when they k!lled blocka, on blood, it was televised
i was sellin’ that white boy like kevin federline
stuck a block off the top of the roof, now they mesmerized
and all of my uncles og, i got mob ties
i look over my shoulder so much that i’m crosseyed
and she hit the goopstick, froze in the trap with the frog eyes

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