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letra de gift from god - cash kidd

[intro]
reuel, stop playin’ with these n-ggas
h-lluva made this beat, baby

[chorus: bagboy mell]
yeah, i don’t want your b-tch, she still basic
i got m’s on my mind that i’m chasin’ now
a n-gga try to take my chain, he couldn’t take it
left him dead in the street, he ain’t make it now
n-ggas playin’ both sides, better pick a side
i got some extended bullets that’ll pick your ride
you get wet when i spray, you slip, we slide
she open up just like a present, i’m a gift from god

[verse 1: cash kidd]
boy, if you knew you was soft as h-ll, why even start beef?
must’ve left his heart in the house, five heartbeats (p-ssy)
went to see my po with it on the car seat (no cap)
now that i’m froze, b-tches tryna restart things
heard about dawg, that sh-t crazy, d-mn, how that sh-t happen?
these n-ggas gon’ die dirty, like michael jackson
dirty diana, you don’t get it? y’all some idiots (dummy)
once i get mad, i’m on go, i’m not hearing sh-t
put that b-tch in the corner ’cause she disobedient (no cap)
taught my n-gga how to read and write like i teach english
said you heard a n-gga gon’ do what? man, is you serious?
what you think these banana clips for? man, i’m just curious
told all my b-tches we a team, that’s all y’all d-ck
may the best p-ssy win, ain’t payin’ all y’all rent
ayy, y’all know who got that dog sh-t
got your dog hit, talk sh-t like i’m bart simp
d-mn shame i gotta take the draco on our mall trips
d-mn shame you see a wife, i see another lost b-tch
b-tch think i’m pressed, she must not know i do this often
up in the morning on that road, but i ain’t joggin’
flexed in a stolen joyride and i was like, “aw, man”
my n-gga g-mil hit me in the liv, we had all cans
we tried to run, they point a gun, said put up our hands
did the dash on they -ss, we stood all ten
they boxed us in but it ain’t work like i called in
one thing i know, them tables turn, but this ain’t our van
yeah, twenty cars, nineteen of ’em fraudlent
if i shine, my brother shine, but i ain’t marlon, ayy
heart got broke so many times, now i ain’t got one
n-ggas in secret compet-tion, i just caught on
but it’s cool
p-ssy good, but you can’t spend the night, huh
just threw a bag at my n-gga like a pillowfight
told me to invest, he got some sh-t can get us rich tonight
should’ve wore a vest, them n-ggas must been off that miler lite
online, punching my son toys and sh-t, all fisher-price
whack a n-gga outside of the club, then purchase a flight

- cash kidd

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