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letra de hush - blitz (pop)

[blitz]
this must a be a warning sign
what’s on their mind?
their energy’s expired, n-ggas been borderline
use to see them all the time
though they figured i was blind
watching them watching me
while they be watching mine
however…
can’t blame ’em mental intuition ain’t wrong
soon as i get in position to dismiss ’em they gon’
walk silent, no smiling, no handshakes
thugging with a history of violence they can’t break
whisper like b-tches hear the words
when they echo of the bricks about blitz
i watch ’em squirm when that tek blow
n-ggas need to get a grip of them loose lips
you slip, you’ll get lit up with two clips
true sh-t!
true story no falsehood, small world
we bump heads in the same club, it’s all good
now i’m lowkey wit’ it, me and my co-d’s kick it
couple of bottles and you know we lift it
strategies how to get at these guys with wicked eyes glaring
the same ones who snuck the gutters at nas
now in return was the moment i’ve waited
so many moments i waited to get back with every moment i tasted
feeling tension now they know we here
my phone rings and it’s clear
how ironic that’s the homie right here
“what’s good n-gga?”
“everybody’s in”
“we just waitin’ on you”
[chorus] tre williams
n-ggas talking about what they gon’ do
hush!
when them thangs up on you
what!
n-gga i don’t even blame you
get all your n-ggas pray to god just to breathe

n-ggas talking about what they gon’ do
hush!
when them thangs up on you
what!
n-gga i don’t even blame you
cuz i’m a be the last man standing

[nas]
they coming at us from every direction
each and every one of them with size no less than
some linebackers now this n-gga asked ’em the one question
“who’s these guys?”
no replied, now we got the wrong impression
he must be thinking we won’t leave ’em dead and stinking
hugging two dozen roses in the back of a lincoln
uh, time shrinking no patience left
it was me, gov, cuzo black and lil nef
no escaping death, it’s either us or them
cuz left a whole in their chest
bigger than his rims
the dj backspins announcements on the sound system
n-ggas lives ending, they’re rich enough to buy women
linen suits wasn’t bulletproof, adios!
mad fights breaking out over by the coats
i’m tryna hide the toast, sneaking out
hawaiian ho’s in the hotel, why the f-ck that we go out?
jumped in the car, who they recognize?
nas!
that’s all i need another f-cking charge
barging the hotel, cuzins like “oh well”
nef got caught and guess who gotta post bail
took a while but i see how n-ggas get down
get me all hot and now i gotta skip town
and i ain’t even the shooter
fell asleep with the ruger
next day we caught a flight to saint lucia

- blitz pop

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