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letra de letter 2 kodak - choo choo

[intro]
rippa on the beat, b-tch!
real sh-t, n-gga
d-mn, lil’ bruh
a n-gga hate that this sh-t had to come to this, my n-gga. know’m sayin’?
i guess this was the letter you were askin’ for bruh
you got the whole city like, like really short, though
(let me hear it.)

[verse 1]
aye lil’ kodak, ion’ know what you been on
where sniper gang walked when yo -ss couldn’t get home?
zeke had to feed em’ cause them n-ggas never been on
koly just been coolin’, and you coulda’ called bruh phone
i don’t write letters, i’m a father, i don’t be having no time
i had money on my phone, you coulda’ called my line
and yo’ p-ssy -ss cousin, he ain’t really gon’ ride
you took flight, and came back, and pulled me to the side, and said choo, it ain’t no beef, bruh. come to 18 hunned’ so n-ggas can see, bruh. the way you be tweetin’ online, and ig bruh?
you a clown, when i thought you was a g, bruh

[verse 2]
money ain’t the issue mane, you know my n-ggas gon’ eat
fame came wit’ that money, we been runnin’ these streets
my lil’ n-gga, my lil’ n-gga, d-mn that’s how it’s gon’ be?
i’d ride for you, my n-gga, like they f-ckin’ wit me
i ran down on p though, that f-ck n-gga broke
right on 18 hunned’ hill, walkin’ wit a lil’ hoe
i was in my beamer, that lil’ hoe say turn back around
i jumped out, whooped his b-tch while he had his head down

[verse 3]
aye don’t play with me, my n-gga, i’m a pompano native
i had love for you n-gga, and you listen to haters
you ain’t had to tell me, but now i see where i stand
run up on me, f-ck n-gga, if you think that i’m playin’

[hook]
see, all that beef sh-t, i don’t take it lightly
f-ckin’ wit’ me sh-t, i don’t take it lightly
prolly’ won’t be sh-t, but i don’t take it lightly
and if you mean this, you better not take it lightly
don’t stop, all that beef sh-t, i don’t take it lightly
f-ckin’ wit’ me sh-t, i don’t take it lightly
prolly’ won’t be sh-t, but i don’t take it lightly
and if you mean this, you better not take it lightly
(don’t stop, n-gga.)

[verse 4]
i know imma’ see a better day
there gotta be a better place
gotta get up outta’ section 8
i dream about it errday’
don’t get it twisted
ima plot, and i’m happy you made it
from the heart, on better days, and everybody related
i put ya’ girl on ig, and i guess you thought i was hating
she would jam on my music, and that’s when sh-t got crazy

[verse 5]
i used to jam big to money when i hit rock bottom
come clean, and hoe problems ain’t no problems
don’t let a b-tch come between, that ain’t part of the game
and what the f-ck this is i’m hearin’ bout you and lil wayne?
see cash money is a honor, we grew up on that sh-t
you prolly’ won’t understand, cause you still a lil’ jit
sh-t, we all from the jects’ out here tryna’ get rich
no more block burnin, strollin’ outchea’ lookin’ for l!cks
ima man, lil bruh. i don’t hold back sh-t
keep it real to myself, i never turn on my clique
don’t forget about ad, a good n-gga at heart
he had good intentions, he affiliated with god

[verse 6]
you ain’t gotta f-ck wit’ me, and i ain’t’ expectin’ you to
but in life, be careful, gotta watch how you move
ima’ close this letter out, remain humble and true
and i ain’t lookin’ for no handouts, sincerely choo

[outro]
lil’ bruh, you shot the f-ck out dawg’
know’m sayin?
b-tch you got the whole city like, d-mn, like what the f-ck bruh?
you know’m sayin? you got the noya goin’ all the way to the old you know’m’ sayin’, it’s unfortunate lil’ bruh
it wasn’t none of my n-ggas, dawg, but you know’m’ sayin’, but you kicked them n-ggas off stage, my n-gga. you know’m sayin?
you even kicked your own n-ggas off stage, dawg. what part of the game is that, my n-gga? you doin’ all this social media sh-t bout a b-tch, n-gga. you know that’s where that came from my n-gga. and a n-gga ain’t hatin’ on you, my n-gga. cause we get money on this end, you know how the noya rock bruh

and don’t be dissin’ lil wayne, bruh. cause they got a noya too, man. them boys really bout’ it like we is, my n-gga. skraight up bruh, you feel me. you gotta respect the og’s dawg, just calm down, my n-gga. you feel me? this ain’t no diss, it’s just big bruh boxin’ you in a corner my n-gga. you feel me? in the hives, n-gga. brothas’ link up, fight, n-gga, and then five minutes later, we skraight, n-gga
1k, n-gga

- choo choo

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