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letra de 2 late 4 the intro - corey lee

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[intro]
we now have seven minutes to la

[verse 1]
rest in peace kobe
finessing the game like gin0bili
i don’t got time for none of that sh-t, you talking patek or the rollie?
watch how you’re talking to me ’cause i’m on the edge, getting lonely
they ain’t call the crib or check on my mother so i’m thinking less of my homies
i gotta check on my brodie
he keep me in check like a goalie
i been on ice like ovechkin
catch me in brooklyn like nets game
i got like way too much stress on my brain
four in a row how i swept it away
biggs in the family like @mal_bytheway
it’s funny, ’cause i ain’t connected to jay
uh, n-gga, put some respect on my name
wait on the message like text from dwayne
when i come back i’m the best in the game
honestly, corey and kevin the same
uh, ball like durant, dawg, i’m a champ, you gotta get you some rings
still got my head in the clouds like drake ’cause nothing was never the same

[chorus]
i ain’t no regular n-gga
it’s good if i said it’s official
i keep my head on a swivel
i need my credit residual
[verse 2]
you thinking it’s sweet, but you don’t know beef ’til you slept with a pistol
cover your queen, king magazine we dead in the issue
i don’t want problems with n-ggas, i just wanna pop my sh-t
pop off at my own dawgs when they don’t post my sh-t like wale friends
i’ma be to drop this sh-t, n-gga, i’m the one, f-ck your top ten list
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, when i hop in the whip pockets half full, i’ma optimist
i’m about to blow like c4 really
fame is fine but i need more millies
i ain’t on the list, could you be more silly?
a&rs got it bad like they cheated on chilli
bloggers, we gon’ need a whole confession
let it burn like usher said, sh-t lit like the smoker’s section
young n-gga gotta roll with protection
alphabet boy got me close to the fn
and i’ma real big tipper but it ain’t enough strippers for the poles in the section
you a hater, stand close to the exit
or feel the holy ghost like a reverend
back on the road like pedestrians
running up the coast like edgerrin
this sh-t go no question, for my block, i put on no tetris
monopoly money i invested, when it pass 200, go collect it
word to jizza and o, sh-t messi, neymar big goals on the checklist
like mitch with the gold bbss, no stress, life is good, no pressure

[chorus]
i ain’t no regular n-gga
it’s good if i said it’s official
i keep my head on a swivel
i need my credit residual
[outro]
i cannot lie, i’m feeling like jay, a young n-gga been on his grizzle
westside conway and benny would f-ck with me they on the gris too
i don’t want problems with n-ggas, i just wanna pop my sh-t
pop off at my own dawgs when they don’t post my sh-t like wale friends
i’ma about to drop this sh-t, n-gga, i’m the one, f-ck your top ten list
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, when i hop in the whip pockets half full, i’ma optimist