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letra de mark my words - cash kidd

[intro]
j got the plug
man

[verse 1]
they just came and sn-tched my n-gga, d-mn
they just clapped my n-gga up
had to patch my n-gga up
rat b-tch tryna trap my n-gga up
what you gon’ go wrap your n-gga for?
then try to dap that n-gga up
man, this can’t be love
i guess loyalty ain’t enough
how you just gon’ change up on a n-gga?
locked up, why you hang up on your n-gga?
you couldn’t even pick up for your dawg
and i know you seen him call
why you go and switch up on your dawg?
are you just gon’ give up on me, dawg? yeah
all i ever wanted was to see you win
free hitman, you would think we was twins
real rez, i’ma see you again, yeah
might just speed in a benz for you
yeah, holdin’ back tears
jeff, it’s been so many years, man
gone so many years, ayy
that’s why i gotta keep it on me
bro, they creeping on me
i know you sleeping on me
but mark my words
mark my words, yeah
yeah, mark my words

[verse 2]
hoo, i wasn’t born with money but my son was
still blowin’ money from that one run
ooh, i jumped off the porch like my tour is done
n-gga, you gon’ make me c-ck the ratchet like p-rnhub
bebe kidd, if it’s smoke, say that then
it ain’t sh-t to catch a body, then go out the way again
got a ladder on the pole like a cableman
all these punches, all these slides, call me megaman
‘member when you first pulled up in your mercedes benz
taught you how to do fraud, you was my baby then
gettin’ fast cake like patty cake, baker’s man
lost my dawg, sh-t’ll never be the same again
holding back tears, loading up the f&n
from that day forth, kept it on me ever since
just hit an opp b-tch, split her like a cherry blend
all she wanted was a one-seven, jeremy lin
for a spot, n-ggas change up like parking meters
bro been told me you a b-tch and now i’m starting to see it
moving sloppy, n-ggas get caught, tell on all they people
i hope all rats burn like arthur teacher
even though n-ggas my sons, gotta charge for features
lil nell cup full of medicine, look like he caught a fever
devil on my shoulder, i can’t get him off for sh-t
no matter what i do, just can’t get her off my d-ck
for real, hmm
i ain’t goin’ on no dates, i cut into ’em off the rip
if the neck weak, you through, i gotta scratch you off the list
set the play for my dawg, he gon’ catch her off the pick
was gon’ take her off the bench, now she just another b-tch

- cash kidd

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