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letra de right hand - bravo the bagchaser

[intro]
life too short
too short

[verse 1]
life too short so i’m slidin’ with a stick
before i touch the mic, lil b-tch i touch the brick
hit laudiano back, n-gga this a hit(laudiano)
b-tch i been shot at, thank god i ain’t get hit
my old b-tch used to tell me, bravo you ain’t sh-t
now when i be out everybody want a fl!ck
and you ain’t seen me around ’cause i been going through some sh-t
and the way you n-ggas switch, i swear to god it make me sick
sent my brother packs when he sent me in his list
f-ck knees deep, i’m waist deep in this b-tch
k!ll the whole henn’ i’m wasted in this b-tch
and i’m praying but i feel like satan in this b-tch, d-mn
look, i hope he ain’t in this b-tch
got a all white fit like cocaine in this b-tch
one week you love me, then hate me and sh-t
and then you hate me and sh-t, its like
i ain’t with the mind game, n-gga said it was they time
guess that ain’t this time frame, that’s why you won’t see him
b-tch you must be blind, d-mn
dark cartier’s, you would think i was a blind man
[verse 2]
got to much on my mental, baby i ain’t been right and
sometimes we be f-ckin’, and sometimes we be fightin’
shawty love when i beat it up, when she holdin’ on to that nightstand
for real, i ain’t goin’ lie i love it too
f-ck them hoes i f-ck with you, don’t lie to me just tell the truth
i been on my p’s and q’s wasn’t gettin’ bread at school
i had to do what hustlers do, look
and i’m addicted to the money, so just tell me what you f-ckin’ with
ain’t f-ckin’ with these suckas ’cause i swear then on some buster sh-t
always watch my back, i ain’t the type to trust a b-tch
keep my head up in the game, i swear i fell in love with it
lemme get this cash and run with it, b-tch yo b-tch goin’ run with me
i thank god that i’m okay, if he don’t open up i’ma hop the gate
how death not up in my way, ’cause i’m too young to see my grave
love money, love weed, i know money love me
my past tryna haunt me, my past h-lla ugly
i hope that sh-t don’t catch up, these snitches goin fess’ up
i write with my left but, i swing with my right hand
hit you with that banger if you swingin’ at my right hand, n-gga

[outro]
ay, yeah my right hand
if you swingin’ at my right hand
swinging at my right hand

- bravo the bagchaser

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