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letra de what up - c-minor

i’m just chillin in the cut
coolin out lamped up/
all my ladies say hey
and i wave and i’m like
what up?
what up?
what up?
what up?
i’m just chillin the cut
bus it open roll it up/
all my n-ggas if you with me
rep yo city
where you from
what up
what up
what up

i’m just chillin lampooning, driving
seat back, music turnt up, thats never surprising/
fresh kicks on my feet,beats on repeat
dropping freestyles with my n-ggas in the backseat/
running with the flow joe this is something like a track meet
relay what we say whenever we attack beats/
meet up at the homie crib say peace to the fam
make a plan to get active then execute as we scram/
could give a d-mn cuz it’s too cold to give a f-ck
unless she drop a dime and i’m like when you tryin to meet up/
sometime after 9 is fine baby, i say cool
hang up and then get back to doin what i do/
me and my crew head back to the pad
for some xbox while we record what we can in the lab/
my gift with the gab got me feelin my cool
loud in the swisher as we glide on thru/

i get caught up in the moments when
i’m daydreaming, plotting out my schemes with my pen/
purpose prose to set many of my motions in motion
to open doors to multiple floors and cross the oceans/
just to rock shows and make my dreams happen
trapped in between my day job and this p-ssion for rappin/
just me and my n-ggas doin what we like to do
coppin clothes, bad hoes and gettin paid off destroying booths/
total the 4 door lifestyle in exchange for the coup
and coup de tat the whole game and flip the loops/
and off shoots of these generic views and visions
that you seen over and over again upon your television/
but until that time i just do what i do on tracks
still ain’t got much money to my name attached/
but i do this for the purpose of rocking with you
vibing with the crowd and everyone in my crew/

- c minor

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