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letra de eastside - cutthroat mode

[musik]
i’m from where you gotta keep your word, yeah
tell it like it is f-ck what you heard, yeah
always kept it solid never blurred
hit the eastside when i exit off of third
if you don’t know about it guaranteed you finna learn
hit my euro step when i get it off the curb
lil homie with me he be gettin off the work
i bе in the mix like muddy waters gеttin’ stirred
i don’t play with my time i’m up early
i apply pressure with pleasure i press firmly
the hood got my back they tellin’ me “don’t worry”
whatever you need but you need to pursue the journey
life’s mission get a position to get out these conditions
pay attention n-ggas will f-ck up the vision keep your distance
eastside shoreview crippin’ that’s just how i’m livin’
turn yo’ back you gon’ have to live with that decision

[rich rollin]
i got a table full of liquor body bag full of k!ller we fly-y-y yea
me and my bros, me and my hittas, eastsi-i-i-ide
if it gotta go down then you gotta go down, we ri-i-i-din’
nothin finna slow down get ready for the showdown
nice try-y-y yeah
[rich rollin]
round table fulla liquor it’s just me and my n-ggas
pace yourself go the distance ’til the fee has been lifted
lace yourself know the difference put the team in position
pay the help bro for instance pay the fee if they willin’
told my dawgs first goal is to make it home
too many depend on us never fold stayin’ cold
can’t move with the rest of em, best come and play your role
we in the stretch cousin pressed cousin break the mode
cutthroat mode cut from a thicker set of threads
to hip with the [?] two crip fingers in the air
eastsider bet they know by now since knee high
rollin’ stoner just might roll up a pound
life get tricky gotta work on them angles
stay in juice mode new dose servin’ and sw-ngin’
[?] liu kang kick twisted and tangled
time to run up the bank b-tch no this ain’t a fable
this a table fulla liquor

[rich rollin]
i got a table full of liquor body bag full of k!ller we fly-y-y yea
me and my bros, me and my hittas, eastsi-i-i-ide
if it gotta go down then you gotta go down, we ri-i-i-din’
nothin finna slow down get ready for the showdown
nice try-y-y yeah
[mr. musik]
somethings you just can’t control to know
only thing we knew to bang the streets
throwing up the set to let ’em know
big bad e-s-s-v-c-g
somethings you just can’t control, no
only thing we knew to bang the streets
throwing up the set to let ’em know
love to all but b-tch i bang the east

- cutthroat mode

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