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letra de blue moons - c.thoughts

[chorus]
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’

[verse 1]
i remember growing up hearing stories bout the older thugs
when i used to throw hands like i was a golden glove
my n-gga got shot, you wanna know they name tho
if you snitch you’ll be taken out the game bruh
think about it, why you think these n-ggas mumbling
they tellin’ on their whole crew tryna climb and stumbling
i”m tryna pass the ball my n-gga, if you fumbling
i’m gonna have to hit you hard, leave your body crumbling
c. thoughts, and the c could mean anything
i know about the chronic, lemme see what the henny bring
shotgun sh-ll tearing through your esophagus
lemme put the henny down (i’m rocking through your populace)
you never heard a n-gga spit like me before
call the cops, you might need the law
i’m in the spot to release the four
i chief the crop and release the dogs
[chorus]
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’

[verse 2]
we used to hit the block smokin’ blunts drinkin’ beers
some n-ggas sold rocks while some remain clear
some n-ggas held glocks while some won’t come near
some ran through spots and leave you right there
cookouts in the summer, pools poppin’ on the weekend
feelin’ on a shorty while i’m swimming through the deepend
mami want the d (so c gon give it to her)
she know who i be (i be what she wishin’ for)
back on the grind or i’m back in the studio
passin’ the time while i’m craftin’ a new flow
the more things change, the more they remain
the more guns bust, the more graves is laid
we was young, dumb, full of cum, idolizing guns
caliber changed along with our age
now we on a new page, the scenery change
the grind still alive and this ain’t a game
[chorus]
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’

[verse 3]
i had to get away, i can’t live in a warzone
weed smoke and gun smoke all up in the ozone
crackheads, dope heads, potheads, blow zone
saw my n-gga dead in the street, it’s a fro-zone
police tape regular, call a b-tch for secular
n-ggas walk the street chest out and they flexin’ up
you might get stuck for them j’s on your feet
or you might get popped and left in the street
gotta get the covers, hide your body in them sheets
got your chest cut, expose the white meat
it’s the street life, n-gga. fleet life, n-gga
all i need to do is pop the heat twice, n-gga
but i had to get away so i didn’t catch a felony
work on the music, watch what you sellin’ me
i hear about it all, f-ck you think my n-ggas tellin’ me
you don’t wanna be the one to raise that h-ll in me
[chorus]
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’
it’s the street life with blue moons at nights
and black suns in the afternoon shadowing light
overseeing the coliseum, open eyes but no breathin’
no breathin’

- c thoughts

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