letra de why thuso maar - brutha khalil
(verse 1)
robbin season
we out for weakness
keep your gun tucked
or your soul leaving
4 man job
3 does with ease
the 4th is a rat
his conscious couldn’t reach
praying for a get back
got me dealing in the east
n-ggas plotting on you
though they support when you speak
got you shooting up opps
when you dawg sealed the deal
streets too fake
n-ggas too brave
all these half jackers wanna knock out your place
cause they b-tches be all up in your face
jealousy number 1 disgrace among
black folks
n-ggas wanna see you choke
when you giving еm hope
sh-t fake peoplе bound to get jealous when
when every move is dope
and every word you say is a quote
dumb n-ggas can’t take notes
they’d rather ante up
how you gon point a gun
at shooter
dawg are your panties sprung
(hook)
talk love
but act in different ways
dawg what the f-ck happened to you
was it street when we dapped each other up
or was fake just been your mood
i don’t think anybody feel the way i do
about you now
letras aleatórias
- letra de fora da área de cobertura - doyoulike?
- letra de sopra lobo mau - a familia
- letra de agora não é hora - jordana pires
- letra de solidão - complexo j
- letra de chora coração - os semeadores
- letra de não toque no ungido - damares
- letra de soy lo que ves - buena fe
- letra de amor de verão - nalevada & cia
- letra de baião das velhas cantigas - ivon curi
- letra de o teu silêncio me incomoda - wesley safadão