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letra de keep it wit me - boe sosa

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{intro}
gang land!
gotta keep it wit me
its a whole lotta violence in ma city

chorus
ahh look look
its a whole lotta violence in ma city
they want me dead so i gotta keep it wit me
you want the smoke i bring da whole gang wit me
im getting to the money thats why these n-ggas hate me
its a whole lotta violence in ma city
they want me dead so i gotta keep it wit me
you want the smoke i bring da whole gang wit me
im getting to the money thats why these n-ggas hate me

verse 1:
ay, why they hate me
1 call baby d pull up wit a 50
n-ggas speekin we’ll light up his city
bounce out shots fired leave it empty
im tryna run up a bag she tryna date me
lil b-tch on ma d-ck she gotta pay me
my momma pray that i make it home safely
b-o-e we be doing numbers lately
every day u gotta pray to see tomorrow
mumu hopped out n-ggas catching hollows
my brother shoot 15 shots follow
slide threw my section send some shots threw your car tho
their ain’t no way i let a n-gga play me
my brother dj pulling up wit that glizzy
free six0 over him u meet the draky
i just wish my brother mir was here with me

chorus
its a whole lotta violence in ma city
they want me dead so i gotta keep it wit me
you want the smoke i bring da whole gang wit
me im getting to the money thats why these n-ggas hate me
its a whole lotta violence in ma city
they want me dead so i gotta keep it wit me
you want the smoke i bring da whole gang wit
me im getting to the money thats why these n-ggas hate me

verse 2:
its a couple bandikas that im blowin threw
n-ggas dont know a thang that im going through
big bro pullin up we finna pull some juice
i used to walk round h-lla bummy at my f-ckin school
bad b-tch sucked a d-ck and her best friend sucking too
i need a mill a young n-gga ain’t got no time to loose
he was speaking till we showed him what that 40 do
lil dime over him you’ll get it to
coming from da trenches my n-gga
it ain’t safe i ain’t from hollywood or a happily place
i from where n-ggas get smoked right in ur face
only time you get attention when you dead or fighting a case
well f-ck that i ain’t seen everything
smile threw it all
f-ck a b-tch i need sum green
gun smoking and green beans and sum shooters on my team
i hear these n-ggas speaking but they ain’t fearing a thing

chorus/outro
its a whole lotta violence in ma city
they want me dead so i gotta keep it wit me
you want the smoke i bring da whole gang wit
me im getting to the money thats why these n-ggas hate me
its a whole lotta violence in ma city
they want me dead so i gotta keep it wit me
you want the smoke i bring da whole gang wit
me im getting to the money thats why these n-ggas hate me

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