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letra de savages - boosie badazz

[verse 1]
look, they took interviews and they flipped ’em on me
still i rise
they threw crosses between me and my closest homie webbie
but the sh-t ain’t fly
they asked critics if i did it or ain’t did it
what they doin’, they searchin’ for lies
dirt on my name, they hurt me inside
what a h-ll of a tide
i’m feelin’ like koly, my heart cold as a b-tch
i was raised in the streets
lot of nights couldn’t sleep, it was deep on my street
i had to prey on the weak
n-gga got loose and a n-gga left his head in the street
now he dead in the street
no sh-t, we don’t go for that ho sh-t ’round here
can’t be scared on my street
they’ll bust your head on the street
if you want beef, dead n-gga
all of my n-ggas are savages, huh
have you dead by the weekend n-gga
i’m tatted up all on my sleeve
made me risk it then i run to the weed
my cousin found guilty of murder, it’s murder
it’s murder, more murder, we raised up in murder

[chorus]
all of my n-ggas are savages
all of my n-ggas are savages
all of my n-ggas, man all of my n-ggas
man all of my n-ggas are savages
they shoot at you first on that casket sh-t
all of my n-ggas are savages
n-gga we don’t play that, so i gotta say that
all my n-ggas are savages

[verse 2]
free my n-gga d-bo
and every real n-gga that i left thuggin’ on the d-row
move and lil fleek my savages
all of my bulls be savages
i must admit that i run with them goons
we know it’s inside, we gon’ run in the room
we beefin’ in may then we comin’ for june
my lil n-ggas don’t mind, they do it all the time (homework n-gga)
this for my thugs doin’ time
who ready to rumble again
who ready to jump for the pen
sh-t, we ready for bronson again
black s shoot a n-gga neck
sh-t get real if you really wanna take it there
ruger ruger ruger ruger ruger red
ruger ruger ruger ruger ruger red
same n-gga ain’t talk when we hit a safe
we all get money, b-tch we all shine
somethin’ jump off, we gon’ all ride
love my hood b-tch, south side

[verse 3]
if you know a n-gga locked up, boxed up
put your hood up, free all my savages
free all my savages, free all my savages
we don’t go for that ho sh-t ’round here n-gga
we’ll show sh-t ’round here n-gga
sh-t all my n-ggas got extensions ’round here boy
rest in peace to my savages
we all gotta die, we savages
rest in peace to my savages
we all gotta die, we savages
we ride or we die, we savages
rest in peace to my savages
tattoos for my savages
tatted up ’cause my savages

[chorus]
all of my n-ggas are savages
all of my n-ggas are savages
all of my n-ggas, man all of my n-ggas
man all of my n-ggas they savages
hit you up in traffic b-tch
all of my n-ggas get nasty b-tch
they pull it up on you in traffic with it
all my n-ggas are savages

- boosie badazz

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