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letra de here now - chicken p

[intro]
(all-out war)
ayy

[verse]
i moved my mama out the hood, my daddy, lil’ bro, and big sister
it’s smoke with my big brother, i pray he don’t make me k!ll him
i’m tryna make it out the streets, startin’ to see the bigger picture
every time i think about trey, i cry, swear to god i miss you
i been ridin’ all alone, my dogs up the road
make sure i answer every call, i keep some paper on the phone
n-ggas been dyin’ left and right, ain’t been the same since y’all been gone
trell just seen a n-gga get stabbed to death, i pray he make it home
my b-tch keep tryna argue, i just put my jack on vibrate
i been on these percs bad, they f-ckin’ up my mindstate
ain’t takin’ no more pleas, i told my lawyer to pick a trial date
they know if i stay free, we gon’ keep raisin’ up the crime rate
i been peepin’ n-ggas’ vibe
i’m prayin’ all these evil thoughts stop creepin’ through my mind
i ain’t listenin’, but i hear you talkin’
i keep hearin’ voices in my head tellin’ me to off ’em
i’m holdin’ grudges, any n-gga ever cross me, it’s gon’ cost ’em
i been walkin’ down this dark road, i’m kinda lost
devil keep on tryna buy my soul, he ask how much it cost
it ain’t for sale, lately, i been dyin’ inside, but they can’t tell
actin’ like you love me for some fame, you n-ggas fake as h-ll
b-tch, quit textin’ me, ho, take that p-ssy and go pay the bills
i done did some sh-t i can’t take back, i might go straight to h-ll
i ain’t call on n-ggas not one time when i couldn’t pay my bail
i kept it g, i kept them dirty secrets, they tried to make me tell
it’s gon’ hurt you even more to find out you been lied to
it’s gon’ hurt to give up on these drugs, i done tried to
if they was on my ass how i’m on theirs, sh-t, i’d hide too
and yeah, i rap, but i was servin’ heads and i’ll slide too
twenty thousand dollars in my pocket, this sh-t barely fit
i shoot my shot at every b-tch i want, just know i barely miss
i made a k!lling riding in my city, dealin’ fetty grits
the first time i seen a fiend od, it had me scared as sh-t
i was trappin’ with my ho
drank had me in my feelings, b-tch, don’t ever let me go
i need you way more than you know, i need you more than you can feel
i would i say i love you, bae, but love could get me k!lled, i’m a soldier in the field
it’s this feeling that i get
i feel like mitch, like jordan in ’96
was born broke, been hustlin’ all my life, just know i’m dyin’ rich
i ain’t tryna kick, ain’t f-ckin’ off my paper f-ckin’ ’round with b-tches
forty thousand, talkin’ to tsa, tryin’ not to sound suspicious
i do this sh-t, make sure my people straight, lil’ dog, i been good
when i was young, i used to break in people’s sh-t and take they kenwoods
and alpine
was in my orange and grays waitin’ on chow time
got out and hit a b-tch so wet, i had to make her put a towel down
huh, i’m back out on that business
huh, everything i rap, i live, ain’t cappin’ for no critics
i ain’t cappin’ for no clout
huh, be standin’ tall, doin’ my time, i ain’t never ran my mouth
uh-uh, i ain’t never drop no dime, ain’t never snake my n-ggas out
n-ggas know i been the one for real, i been the one, i’m still the one
call home, cuz say the city waitin’ on me to come
i’m here now, free them n-ggas prayin’ for a mistrial
i had to spend that paper, n-ggas thought that i wasn’t gettin’ out
[outro]
i had to spend that paper, n-ggas thought that i wasn’t gettin’ out

- chicken p

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