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letra de fake sh!t - dee watkins

[intro]
(hop out in the lamb)
two
yhea

[chorus]
i was just uh young n-gga, on the block like im homeless!
f-ck uh handout, i’ll get it on my lonely! (lonely)
n-ggas want my head, so you know i keep it on me! (onnn me)
n-ggas in the fence, eatin’ noodles and baloney! (baloney)
tell me, what you need and im on it! (on it)
i don’t, know who real and who phoney! (phoney)
young n-gga, imma go get it if i want it! (want-)
you better not run up on me thats a warnin’!
i don’t like fake sh-t, i don’t condone it! (condone it)
hard boutta n-gga you can show me my opponents! (opponent)
percy to the face, ill see you in the mornin’! (mornin’)
(yuh, aye)
gas gotta young n-gga snorin’! (snorin’)
take my chain, imma take yo life!
inna fast lane, i be speedin’ through the night!

[verse 1]
i was livin’ wrong had to go and get it right, aye! (get it right)
twenty bad b-tches said they wanna stay the night (uh)
tell me who real and who fake (yheaaa)
n-ggas mad cuz im stayin’ out the way! (yheaaa)
i hadda starve while you p-ssy n-ggas ate! (yheaaa)
we came a long way from runnin’ from the jakes (yheaaa)
i… know n-ggas plottin’ on me (on me)
well f-ck that n-gga!
imma bust back and you see this chain on my neck you better not touch that!
i was in the hood wit the gang like uh rugrat!
hadda cut a couple n-ggas off cuz they was leachin’!
ain’t n0body gave uh n-gga sh-t when they was eatin’!
hadda get some money, i was hungry, i was fiendin’!
don’t say the word “love” if you don’t know the real meanin’!
[chorus]
i was just uh young n-gga, on the block like im homeless!
f-ck uh handout, i’ll get it on my lonely! (lonely)
n-ggas want my head, so you know i keep it on me! (onnn me)
n-ggas in the fence, eatin’ noodles and baloney! (baloney)
tell me, what you need and im on it! (on it)
i don’t, know who real and who phoney! (phoney)
young n-gga, imma go get it if i want it! (want-)
you better not run up on me thats a warnin’!
i don’t like fake sh-t, i don’t condone it! (condone it)
hard boutta n-gga you can show me my opponents! (opponent)
percy to the face, ill see you in the mornin’! (mornin’)
(yuh, aye)
gas gotta young n-gga snorin’! (snorin’)
take my chain, imma take yo life!
inna fast lane, i be speedin’ through the night!

[verse 2]
you know imma slide if you on nd’ you right
if you rock, imma m-th- f-ckin’ roll like the dice
gotta bad b-tch, but ion really know what she wants
i count old money, still blew up like nucluer bombs
i took uh thousand showers, i can still feel the dirt still on me
nd’ that body do not count if you merked yo homie
nd’ i don’t belong here, he uh long shot, rich n-gga
still i put a stain in the ferrari
he be dissin’ on the ground till we zip him
imma put him on the scale with these d-mn fourtys
all my n-ggas locked for murder or assultin’
they see me ballin’ now they tryin’ to pepper spray the party
we break the law, then we rinse off all the dirty glocks
i hope i don’t drown, [martin?]
[chorus]
i was just uh young n-gga, on the block like im homeless!
f-ck uh handout, i’ll get it on my lonely! (lonely)
n-ggas want my head, so you know i keep it on me! (onnn me)
n-ggas in the fence, eatin’ noodles and baloney! (baloney)
tell me, what you need and im on it! (on it)
i don’t, know who real and who phoney! (phoney)
young n-gga, imma go get it if i want it!
you better not run up on me thats a warnin’!

[outro]
i stopped, for the papper i was hungry
when they change, when them devils call on em
im uh legend, i know they might try to clone me
them naibors scared for me
im still out here with that chrome
i still get fly, n-gga ain’t complanin’
if my naibors crips, i ain’t tuckin’ my chain in
i knew the b-tch for years, still don’t know what her name is

- dee watkins

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