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letra de s.t.a.i.n - c-ris (artist)

it ain’t sh-t to it
y’all n-ggas-
y’all n-ggas tired of being broke right
prove it

let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
i know that you hungry
i been listening to yo tummy n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
ayy, boy stop acting funny
and come on let’s get this money
n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
stop acting like a b-tch
don’t worry it’ll be quick
n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
ayy, 40 in my clip
just in case they wanna trip

use my mouth as a rifle
use my words as a bible
speaking faith to existence
you get a taste a survival
i wanna make it to heaven
some of my homies in h-ll
for k!lling without asking forgiveness
or they in jail
it be devilish thoughts
all inside of my head
and my homies make it worse
cause they would k!ll
for the bread
catch 24 bodies
just to ball like kobe
i was talking to my homie
he cut me off
then he told me
look
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
i know that you hungry
i been listening to yo tummy n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
ayy, boy stop acting funny
and come on let’s get this money
n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga (have you ever hit a stain with yo n-ggas)
stop acting like a b-tch (would you ever hit a stain for yo n-ggas)
don’t worry it’ll be quick
n-gga (have you?)
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga (have you ever hit a stain with yo n-ggas)
ayy, 40 in my clip (would you ever hit a stain for yo n-ggas)
just in case they wanna trip (have you?)

only 12 years old
when i started smoking the herb
i never knew so much loud
was imported to the burbs
put it right in the trap
guns and weed in the attic
the trap was right on my block
so if i need it
i had it
i took a trip with my bros
they knocking n-ggas
right off they bikes
and if anybody acting like they want it
then we jumping
and we taking anything we like
hitting stains in the middle of the night
voice in my head like you ain’t right
other voice like
you’ll be alright
take a little sip
drink a little bit of this sprite
took another sip
no this ain’t regular sprite
took another sip
my n-gga saw somebody he ain’t like
took another sip
he was talking tough all night
till we upped that pipe
and took his bike
i woke up (woke up)
ayy i woke up in the morning
feeling clueless
like why (why)
why did i do this
man i (i)
i feel so foolish
why did i let myself do this
you doofus
you rat
you roofus
you ruthless
might end up roofless
you stupid
won’t listen till you
toothless
when i was walking down the street
i saw my homie
he was riding a stolen bike
he pushed the brakes
then he told me
look
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
i know that you hungry
i been listening to yo tummy n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga
ayy, boy stop acting funny
and come on let’s get this money
n-gga
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga (have you ever hit a stain with yo n-ggas)
stop acting like a b-tch (would you ever hit a stain for yo n-ggas)
don’t worry it’ll be quick
n-gga (have you?)
let’s go hit a stain my n-gga (have you ever hit a stain with yo n-ggas)
ayy, i got 40 in my clip (would you ever hit a stain for yo n-ggas)
just in case they wanna trip (have you?)

use my mouth as a rifle
use my words as a bible
speaking faith to existence
you get a taste a survival
i wanna make it to heaven
some of my homies in h-ll
for k!lling without asking forgiveness
or they in jail
it be devilish thoughts
all inside of my head
and my homies make it worse
cause they would k!ll
for the bread
catch 24 bodies
just to ball like kobe
i was talking to my homie
he cut me off
then he told me
look
i know them n-ggas who shot at you
and yo boy
if you need it
i got it
40 in my rocket
i c-ck it and let it destroy
you know it ain’t nothing
i come through i’m bussin
i’m catching these bodies for joy
i give you this 40
i swear it ain’t nothing
but know that this is not a toy
i told em nah cause i think that i’m alright
he said cool
you can use it for another night
i said true
i look behind me then look to my right
a n-gga coming up with a 40
up on a f-cking bike

(scoffs)
check it out lil bro
it ain’t sh-t out here but hoes
and money
any n-gga that ain’t with you
ain’t with us
any n-gga that ain’t with us
they definitely not with you
stick to what you know lil bro
you got it all already
let’s get this money

- c ris artist

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