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letra de the take over - curren$y

[intro]
thought we was lying when we said we was taking over this year, n-gga
fly society
tk, hit, curren$y
[?] about to rained on, n-gga
we [?]

[verse 1: curren$y]
beatin down billy bad-asss, cracks and stacks and masses
these b-tches digging on my rogue status
sh-t get drastic, put a hit out on them b-st-rds
gear shift from terrific to tragic
slow them n-ggas down like los angeles traffic
my diamonds dancing like television static
sweet sixteens make you re-order your brackets
i’m michael jordan on the first day of practice
y’all ain’t got no clue about the dude
or none of the phenomenal sh-t that i’m ’bout to do
y’all boys full of hot air like inner tubes

[verse 2]
i said i’m here now, and you n-ggas is old news
you never get a chance to walk a mile in my shoes
they ice cream, you d-mn fool
you would think i was a handyman the way i stay with the d-mn tools
i make it do what it do, [?]
you can’t eat, moving through your city at a slow creep
shotgun with your main freak
i don’t talk, i let the chain speak, uh
big money like scrooge mcduck
with the black on black phantom, got the uz’ in the cut
and my kick game vicious, translation
david beckham b-tches, i get money
[verse 3]
you n-ggas [?] well f-ck you, what set your from
if it’s beef, well n-gga come and get you some
if it’s war then say my name like candyman
shoot at your frame, turn your body to candy yams
i’m with your girlfriend, next week i’m with your sister
you holding a picture, looking like “god d-mn, i miss her”
yeah we running trains, excuse me b-tch, what’s your name?
think i had a transplant the way i be getting brain
yeah, stretch the p-ssy sort of like a limousine
but we don’t [?] f-ck it, leave the champagne
girl say that hit doing his d-mn thing
“i think he cute, plus i really like his d-mn chain
and his bracelet, the diamonds are racist
gotta call my jeweler ’cause i think it needs a facelift”
so n-gga face it, your flow is too basic
my mind is like the mind of the oracle in the matrix
so play neo, i fire at your people
knock on your door, put the barrel through your peephole

[outro]
we ain’t hiding, we ain’t hiding, we ain’t hiding
n-ggas talk a lot of sh-t but n-ggas ain’t shining
see us outside and we drippin’ in them diamonds
n-gga you ain’t got no f-ckin’ money, stop lying
n-gga stop lying, n-gga stop lying
n-ggas got problems then my people start firing
people start firing, people start firing
you ain’t got no motherf-ckin’ money, stop lying

- curreny

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