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letra de don't sl33p - dc the don

i know that they lurkin’
i don’t sleep, i be workin’
my driver close the curtains
i hotbox my whole d-mn whip, finna drive high how he swerin’
paranoia in the workin’
some police make me nervous
triple h on my sh-t, i put my b-tch in a gt, yeah, yeah
why you showing your ass? boy we all know that them sh-ts ain’t vvs, yeah, yeah
goin’ slow on the gas, pedal to the medal, tell ’em you can’t beat me, yeah, yeah
i get back on your ass, tell that lil b-tch, its a green beam, yeah (trademark!)
put that b-tch in sport, i know that they motherf-ckin’ see me, yeah, yeah
i got all thе cash, but my main b-tch tryna leave me, yеah, yeah
and she goin’ out sad, she ain’t finna slide tryna meet me
i’m just tryna vibe with a freak, freak
i can go outside now they free me, yeah
bro do your time, now we smokin’ on doja
my b-tch got mad cause we got them promoters
it’s still the same structure, with some new different folks
i don’t choose for no b-tch, have me losin’ my quota
go like james harden, these n-ggas ain’t guardin’, i’m back in this b-tch, and i ball like i’m nola
pick up the trap, motorolla, yeah
you want this sh-t? we can go up
i’m tryna find this sh-t like the mil’ town bucks
like my shirt? oh cool, thanks much
otl on me, i feel like i’m up
if it’s up, then it’s up, it stays up, and it’s stuck
d-mn he was poppin’, what happened to bro?
it’s a cold ass game-

- dc the don

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