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letra de j f k - cruddy murda

[verse]
playing the back, got me watching that door
don’t think i just rap, i’d show you i’m more
don’t give me that vibe, i’d show you i’m loyal
say, “f-ck all this sh-t, i don’t care what i work for”
i call you my brother, that mean that i trust you
he got hit by that kha, what the f-ck he forgot?
it’s a group of them n-ggas, they broke and they d-ck riding
when i heard about that sh-t, give that drac’ to my cousin
sh-t f-cked up in my city, they f-cking with rats if you show ’em some money
i need a perc so i go to g money
i got on [?], i ain’t put up no money
[?], this sh-t got f-cked me up
broke and laughing, is you f-cked up?
heard they he thirty, he playing with fire
get up on shawty, tell him, “channel the nine”
i ain’t gonna lie, n-gga took 1 l, but that drеad head b-tch caught one to his biscuit
that rap n-gga bluffing like sh-t, whеn he went around the 1st, man he know who exactly who did it
he thought it was [?], but i [?]
controlling that b-tch, you’d think i do voodoo
just took off a twenty, i’m f-cking with pro tools
giz you a b-tch, you got touched by that fire
all my opps trying link, i’ma swarm ’em
micro drac’ got it storming
n-ggas be linking, they don’t got no chemistry
i heard they wanna do me like j f kennedy
i’m coming ’bout homie man, no disrespect
i heard the next day he got left
f-cking with [?], getting sh-t off his chest
spike got switch, he be making a mess
all this drank make it flood in this b-tch
she act like my glock [?]
i’d clear out your street to go sit on your crib
i’ma call her when i see her, this sh-t looking weird
i make decision, you keeping your life
this sh-t cause a band, why the f-ck would i fight?
2017, man, gunna was high all night
sneaky would come on your block if it’s day or night

- cruddy murda

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