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letra de sumtn else - candee

[hook]
they say d-mn candee mane you sumtn else
bustin’ at opps ’til it none left
i don’t play no game n-gg- f-ck a ref
play with the gang and it’s sudden death
sumtn else, sumtn else
d-mn candee mane you sumtn else
i play the cards that a n-gg- dealt
i got the fye make a n-gg- melt

(verse 1)

i don’t care how a f-ck n-gg- felt
i rock the glock like the sh-t a belt
you thought you was gangsta boy lol
b-tch it’s skunkapegang you could tell by the smell
gold grillin’ hair nappy (yuh)
big dawg with the skrappy (yuh)
same n-gg-s tryna clap me up
be the n-gg-s tryna clap me up
sippin’ on caraco laughing hysterical
run in ya home while you there alone
i’ma bust right at ya terradome
you p-ssy n-gg-s best pray for a miracle
i cannot save me no scary hoe
married the game you could check on my marital
100 round drum like a mary-go
i convert a gangsta n-gg- to spiritual
every time they see me they like that’s him
pull up at yo do’ like a home gym
them n-gg-s ain’t lit man them n-gg-s dim
you can’t ride on my wave all you do is skim
north beach yea that way
got the k on me yea that’s bae
‘nana clips b-tch it be the ape
n-gg- on point like vegeta’s tape

[verse 2]
i know that my ex b-tch is mad as h-ll
i know that these f-ck n-gg-s mad as well
yo boyfriend a motherf-ckin’ goofy b-tch
so that means you must be clarabelle
i’ma hit from the back and won’t text her back
got these racks on my chest like i’m christy mack
gotta walk wit a mack i could never lack
they tried to pull my card and it was a jac
comin’ straight up outta dade
where it’s either get paid or get paid
i was tryna shine and they was throwin’ shade
so i keep a ruler like it’s 3rd grade
errbody think they a hot boy
b-tch i’m the motherf-ckin’ fye man
cook a n-gg- like a fryin’ pan
bring ’em back to life and make ’em die again
you n-gg-s ain’t thorough you mix breed
buck it from 12 hit the six speed
know a couple n-gg-s who can’t read a lick
but they’ll tell me what the lick read
i hang with them n-gg-s who murder
i hang with a bunch of lil burglars
i can’t leave the crib with no burner
i’ma slider just like some lil burgers

[outro]
(yuh)
(bih)
(uhuh)
they say d-mn candee mane you sumtn else
bustin’ at opps ’til it none left
i don’t play no game n-gg- f-ck a ref
play with the gang and it’s sudden death
sumtn else, sumtn else
d-mn candee mane you sumtn else
i play the cards that a n-gg- dealt
i got the fye make a n-gg- melt (fye)

- candee

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