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letra de dead family 2 - dasgasdom3

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah-eah
[?]
and muzika filmed this b-tch
yeah

[chorus]
they tryna be like me, they know what they doin’
turn off the lights in this b-tch, get it shootin’
f-ck around, empty the clip
if he play with me you know we leavin’ his body, the fluid
fold down the chop, we got sticks and mueretos
n-ggas be duckin’ the clip, guess they fiddle
my family feedin’, they know i won’t let up
i’m livin’ my dream, i gotta go do better

[verse 1]
i want it, i got it, my pockets ain’t hurtin’
these n-ggas try save us, they talkin’ ’bout murder
b-tch, this what we livе and we stand ’bout your [?]
they f-ck up a case, i can’t see whеn you dead
these n-ggas don’t like me, we price in yo’ head
they n-ggas gon’ bite me, they see what i did
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, i said what i said
yeah, yeah i said what i said
hold on, you askin’ online but won’t see me in person
n-ggas be cappin’, they leave when it hurt ’em
[?]
y’all n-ggas be switchin’, we show them the price
on yo’ head, these n-ggas is fakin’
they k!lled they own partner for earnin’ some bread
now they in poverty, n0body’s savin’ no [?]
n-gga really turnin’ fat, that sh-t had me dead
guess it was part of the plan, guess it was part of the plan
that sh-t had me dead
guess it was part of the plan, guess it was part of the plan
that sh-t had me dead
guessin’ this sh-t had me through
my n-ggas won’t let up this dead family 2
racks in my safe, i’m addicted to chasin’
i’m chasin’ this money, this sh-t get you boo
[verse 2]
rollin’, i’m smokin, i’m catchin’ an odor
packs in the mail and we crackin’ like soda
can’t mention my n-ggas up in the songs
there too many eyes who be lurkin’
you come at me wrong
we washin’ yo’ eyes like detergent
she f-ckin’ me, playin’ my songs
i know why they hurtin’
they hatin’, they wish i was gone
now that i’m ballin’, they pickin’ the bone
yeah
now that i’m ballin’, they pickin’ the bone
yeah
now that i’m ballin’, they pickin’ the bone

[verse 3]
take off his head if you knew ’bout the price
leavin’ you dead if we turn off the lights
this choppa is rare when we beamin’ em
whole daddy prayin’ to god for the rest of his life
yeah, jazy producin’, you know that’s my bro
muzika be shootin’ wit’ his eyes closed
they mad that we livin’, we f-ckin’ they b-tch
and we ’boutta be rich so that’s a case closed
yeah, yeah
you already muhf-ckin’ know
yeah, you know
you already muhf-ckin’ know, yeah
[interlude]
that’s a case closed, yeah
ay man, we been in this sh-t
i do this for 3, i do this for me
i make sure the gang eat
don’t ask me if my sh-t authentic ’cause y’all already know how we livin’, come find out if you really wanna know
ay, uh (3, lg3)
lg3

[chorus]
they tryna be like me, they know what they doin’
turn off the lights in this b-tch, get it shootin’
f-ck around, empty the clip
if he play with me you know we leavin’ his body, the fluid
fold down the chop, we got sticks and mueretos
n-ggas be duckin’ the clip, guess they fiddle
feedin’ my family, they know i won’t let up
i’m livin’ my dream, i gotta go do better, yeah

[outro]
i gotta do better, yeah

- dasgasdom3

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