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letra de espn - darkside e

[verse 1]

walked out the courtroom feeling like oj
no face no case
turn you to a cold case
you ain’t got no pape
talking about the old days
i hit the mega millions
ima make sure my bros straight
know its bout cake
every time a n-gga phone ring
sending jpays to my n-ggas doing all day
open shop in ya complex
in the hallway
knock knock
who the f-ck is that
check the cameras
dexter ave n-gga calling shots from calabasas
wrist look like the chandeliers in my mansion
up late smoking blunts
thinking bout expansion
i don’t let nana listen to my music
can’t stand next to me
i’m too exclusive
when it come to that white girl i’m abusive
beating on these keys like my mothaf-ckin producer
take a gram of molly
drop it on a b-tch tongue ring
if i ain’t making plays
know i live in the gun range
since a lil kid knew i’d be the man one day
now i’m richer than n-ggas that was grown when i was a baby
big e move militant like the navy
used to have a hundred allies
couldn’t trace me
sleep real good knowing n-ggas still hate me
i live by four words
f-ck you pay me

- darkside e

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