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letra de when da smoke clear - custom made gangstas

[hook – 2x]
i’ma shatter n-ggas world, if they come my way
then confess it at the gate, when it’s judgment day
if i walk with the lord, there’s no man i fear
i’ll be the last one standing, when the smoke is clear

[lil’ keke]
hush it up mark n-ggas, i’m the chosen one
‘fore i po’ you punks out, like a bottle of rum
and my soundscan pull up, from here to the east
boost your game up rookies, i’m a lyrical beast
i’m a wolf you a sheep, and it’s time i feast
and i’m hungry like a dog, that be showing his t–th
i’ma squash all beef, when the album drop
i’ma sh-t on n-ggas heads, when i’m back on top
if these so called gangstas, wanna turn it to violence
then god bless his soul, with a moment of silence
c.m.g. shoot first, make the pack divide
front porch backyard, i’m still (by your side)
don’t f-ck with young don, cause it’s consequences
and you first on the field, but you die in the trenches
it’s a grave or a sentence, it is what it is
this my street testimony, i’ve been waiting for years

[hook – 2x]

[lil’ c]
i mash in the hemi, two semi-automatics with me
don’t get it twisted at all, lil’ c is not friendly
bring any n-gga you wanna bring, put him up against me
he might be bigger, but you ain’t gon wanna see the ending
i fear no man, that mean nan n-gga
so when the drama come, i don’t shake i don’t shiver
i don’t cry about it, i just do my job
i’m married to the mob, if it’s easy or it’s hard
you don’t wanna see a man, of my caliber
get red hot, and go to shooting like gallagher
sh-t, cause that’ll be a whole ‘nother m-ssacre
like david caress’ sh-t, burning your flesh
i promise you don’t wanna test, i got the lord and a vest
to handle the stress, i’m smoking on canibus best
so when the smoke clear, me and my n-ggas is still breathing
and you and your n-ggas, is just bleeding

[hook – 2x]

[lil’ keke]
all black ski mask, with the gats to match
automatic m-5, knock a do’ off the latch
i’ma let you n-ggas talk, while the currency build
trying to make a half a mill, ‘fore i sign a deal
put the fam out of town, hundred k in the ground
put your working boots on, my n-ggas it’s going down
bullets at your grill, rain hard and heavily
your cl!ck talk sh-t, now they all in jeopardy
hate and animosity, i’m filled with anger
sneak up on you n-ggas, like the perfect stranger
calm under pressure, and my cl!ck don’t rattle
and i never lay it down, in the heat of the battle
i’m a soldier, ten toes down up in the mud
this guerilla warfare, can you taste the blood
will the don fold up, my n-ggas it’s no way
and don’t make me have to trip, like kyle sose

[hook – 2x]

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