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letra de all a dream - codeinee

[intro]
listen up
you already know, i’m off the drink
sh-t crazy, you know?
yea

[verse]
opp n-gga boy, he pressure out the pack
i can’t f-ck with lil’ bro, ’cause he a f-ckin’ sack
in them runts, steady spittin’, yea they f-ckin’ wack
if i catch him on the block, he gettin’ his ass wet
creep real low, he can’t see i’m all black
glock got the glizzy, codeine yea he got the mac
don’t try to run, n-gga, we will shoot yo back
if he fall to the ground, he better clap back
we be swarmin’ to yo body like a bee attack
police say ”187” n-gga, roger that
look to the left, told my n-gga ”copy that”
shot the n-gga in his head, blood on [?] cap
delеte a n-gga from the picture likе a d-mn snap
should have seen his face, yea we left him with a gap
sirens gettin’ closer, boy, i need to throw the strap
if we get caught for this body, ain’t no [?]
jump the fence, boy, we gotta get outta here
i’on know where we goin’, but n-gga, away from here
hear the sirens gettin’ closer, i see him in a reel
why you drivin’ like that? he done lost his stear
f-ck the gram and swerve, try not to hit the deal
we done wrecked the whip, now we gotta f-ckin’ dip
opp at the door, n-gga, gotta run on feet
glock, had to turn around, he forgot his heat
police said, i move in no f-ckin’ reach
but i ain’t no hoe, boy, you p-ssies ain’t go k!ll me
i grabbed my hammer, caught the back, started on low
police fear to the ground, glock on the row
couldn’t tell if he was shot, blood on his nose
no lie on the low, it kinda had me froze
but i had to tighten up, ran to the car we stole
put it in sports mode, now n-gga gone
[?] drivin’, thinkin’ ’bout the kind of blues
need to go to the crib and cut on the news
lit the black cup, man, i try to change the move
kept playin’ in my mind, just like a movie do
got to the crib and i ran in the house
it was quiet as h-ll, n0body in the house
godd-mn, man, i swear boy i’m all alone
try to call glock, but he ain’t pickin’ up the phone
now n-gga really scared, like n-gga ”what to do?”
look up to the sky, like ”please, what to do?”
police said ”come out with yo hands up”
now n-gga like ”d-mn, must just give up”
went to the front door, opened up slow
police said ”get down on the f-ckin’ floor”
couple of ’em came up with some handcuffs
they was sayin’ some, but i couldn’t hear ’em bro
now it’s gettin’ blurry, i can’t even see ’em bro
on the low, a young n-gga started tearin’ up
atleast i ain’t dead, boy, i started cheerin’ up
police got mad like n-gga ”you ain’t fearin’ us?
godd-mn, man, the feelin’ had me choked up
before some, i reason boy i woke up
swear to god boy, had me choked up
before some, i reason boy i woke up
[outro]
it was all a dream, uh
it was all a dream, uh, yeah
it was all a dream, yeah
it was all a dream, uh, yeah

- codeinee

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