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letra de getn’ rich - bozo

[verse 1]
look i share the vision with you
cause i thought you was my loc
now you looking at me different
why you think you can’t get smoke?
i don’t care about the consequences
leave that for the hoes
i’m a go against the grain
when they think i should’ve fold
my heart cold m-th-f-cka
i’m a k!ll for this bread
i tuck my babies in their bed
how you think i keep ‘em fed?
if my ambition is the topic of you tweekers and hoes
i ain’t trying to hang with you
how i look smoking on dope
i’m a fly gang banger
cuban links hang from my throat
bought the bottles brought the hollows
when i’m stepping with my dogs
i do it from the heart
cause i ain’t scarred to bе alone
it get lonely at thе top
but the bottom looking broke
man it’s a joke
or they gossip
like the b-tches in my bed
at least they get the d-ck before the talk about the kid
i keep a bad b-tch, multiple cars, my own crib
i walk around the city
and they tell me i’m the sh-t
[chorus]
gang ties, b-tches lie
we ain’t tripping off of sh-t
friends die we gon’ slide
load a gun, grab a clip
how it look getting mad
when i’m out here getting rich
how it look getting sad
when i’m naked with your b-tch

[verse 2]
we ain’t my living with regret
what do you expect from the cavalry
took a oath with my locs
we putting nothing over family
prepare for the worst
cause the worst sh-t be happening
we was laughing at these b-tches
now we jumping out the camry
knock the noodles out that boy
he took the sh-t too far
f-ck em all
if they don’t see it i keep the vision of a hawk
i had to crawl before i walk
i had to empty out the glock
they don’t know cause i don’t show
but i was stressing through it all
they k!lled the little homies
see the writing on the wall
i start getting them calls
i pull the pistol out the drawer
this the way the problem solver
retaliation is a must
f-ck that dust to dust sh-t
i wanna bust til i see guts
i’m a throw this dirty money
til we f-cking on these sl-ts
i’m a give you the advice i never got from my pops
i’m a give y’all all i got
cause ima hate to see you fall
new pick is the gang that turned a thug into a boss m-th-f-cka
[chorus]
gang ties, b-tches lie
we ain’t tripping off of sh-t
friends die we gon’ slide
load a gun, grab a clip
how it look getting mad
when i’m out here getting rich
how it look getting sad
when i’m naked with your b-tch

- bozo

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