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letra de want me dead - childish gambino

[intro: chance the rapper]
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: chance the rapper]
r.i.p. my auntie
i don’t get salty
i just get saucy
i know that she watch me
ain’t n0body touch me
in my bag like lunch meat
my ‘migos like i’m offset
i’m dancin’ like i’m off-beat

[chorus: chance the rapper]
these n-ggas want me dead
these p-ssy hoes inside my head (fah, fah, fah, fah)
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (huh, huh)
but that’s too bad, i knew my dad (fah, fah, fah, fah)
he said, “k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em dead”

[verse 2: chance the rapper]
b-tch, i’m from the nine
big old 79, [?] i was nine
walk into the rhyme [?] red line
shorty a dime, shorty was dyin’
hey, hey, [?] like crime
[?] mine
we can be great like [?]
every situation is a win-win (woo)
me and my baby leave the crib like we twinnem (woo)
we got a pool inside of ‘lanta you could swim in
we got some woods, we got some wee, we got some women
[chorus: chance the rapper]
these n-ggas want me dead (fah, fah)
these p-ssy hoes inside my head (fah, fah, fah, fah)
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (huh, huh)
but that’s too bad, i knew my dad (okay)
he said, “k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em dead”

[verse 3: chance the rapper]
45, i’ma get rich or die
took the bus from forest city, took the bus to [?]
took the 4 to north side
take a second, i enjoy the courtside
head back to the port side
seen them callin’ me soft
i’ve seen them callin’ me fake
i don’t got time to prove it, i’ve seen what they did to drake
he put some kids in they place
they still make minimum wage
she didn’t give them a break
he got they head on a steak
i might’ve made a mistake
i want some beef on my plate
that’s just how far i’m from
i need a reason to bake
my baby mama got guns
she help me free in the stage
she put the key in the cake
she put that beam on your face
[chorus: chance the rapper]
these n-ggas want me dead (fah, fah)
these p-ssy hoes inside my head (fah, fah, fah, fah)
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (huh, huh)
but that’s too bad, i knew my dad (okay)
he said, “k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em dead”
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (fah, fah)
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (fah, fah)

[verse 4: childish gambino]
paper chasin’
that’s that racin’
that’s that everybody gotta eat (ooh)
i be blackin’ out, call a n-gga mozambique (ayy)
i be thinkin’, “is this really what it’s s’posed to be” (ooh)
let me hold the g (ooh)
let me write you some’
touch my baby, touch my mama, man, i’m fightin’ some (ayy, ayy)
you found the right one (ooh)
man, i got two guns
and i don’t like one

[open verse]

[chorus: chance the rapper]
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead
these p-ssy hoes inside my head (huh, huh)
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead
but that’s too bad, i knew my dad (okay)
he said, “k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em dead”
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (fah, fah)
these p-ssy n-ggas want me dead (fah, fah)
[open verse]

- childish gambino

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