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letra de can’t imagine (freestyle) - cloudy manteen

[intro
eay ,eay

[verse1]
eay pullin’ stunt like that n-gga you know i can’t imagine
dreaming big seeing my f-cking self at the top it’s really crazy
i have been in the trenches scenes from h-ll i’m looking for a way up
i know n-ggas kinda like me but f-ck all the fake love
pull up with them bags uh, that’s a n-gga with a passion
i don’t f-ck with suits cause i come all out in casual
look how she twerk twerk i’m a steal her for the night
when i pull up with my slimes them ops watch me on them shadows eay
lotta n-ggas pay for p-ssy man sh-t is really embarrassin’ eay
you the typa little thot yeah b-tch i know you
look at the draco, i’m hanging with real gangsters
i’m in the den of losers, ain’t one but teacher
i told him gettin’ bald cuts you don’t need a professional barber
i don’t spit bars when i’m playin’ eay i’m just gettin’ started eay
look i f-ck your bae, she said she had enough of your pride
i can rob a n-gga and sell him back i’m just being a thug uh
them opps is under my watch them moves tricks on my wrist eay
i look out for my mama eay i owe her my life eay
i failed to get to college to big sis it was just a piece of cake
n-gga i drop that sh-t cause lil bro at the back was on turbo race
primary was greater ain’t no bad b-tch showin’ titties eay
ain’t abortin’ my mission eay
i’m headin’ to be greater eay
i bang out n-ggas shout on their way yeah mad n-gga
you should know where you goin’ man
you should know where you goin’ man
they call out the cops they came
b-tches crawlin’ in the crowd
edicts cryin’ for the perc
money is blown like a dust, maybe the coins are the best
she said spatji and she fell, that’s why i call out the gang
she said she forgot my name
my n-gga i’m rollin’ the joint
ladies go shoppin’ at night
wait, i got them bags man
f-ck with an ak, f-ck with the glock
bloomin’ with the gang
looking for a sp-ce in the game labels ain’t giving a chance cause we came out from eating dust
[outro]
f-ck uh b-tch huh, what the f-ck you talkin’ bout n-gga (hold on) wha, wha, (eyo hold on)hold on what the f-ck you talkin’ bout n-gga(eyo come, come)
i’ve been havin’ six sleepless night in a f-ckin’ week n-gga n-gga, (eyo come down) then you come around tellin’ every f-ckin’ body that my sh-t is trash (hold on ,hold on)
when you don’t f-ck with my sh-t (drop all that sh-t)why don’t you shut the f-ck up and stop being a hoe ass n-gga you know what i’m sayin’ (huh ha ha)
when the perc drive you really crazy i don’t even..? uhgrr (ha ha ayi ngichadzwa ngunay intfo lengiykhilumako)

- cloudy manteen

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