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letra de 2am - deniro farrar

2am on a tuesday
two hoes in a jacuzzi
with intention to do me
stimulated and groovy
v-g-n-l juices oozing
competing to get the loosest
banged ’em up like
in a gansta movie
too tired to kick ’em out
too lonely to be alone
couple minutes later i got a call on the phone
territory beef, my n-gg- say that it’s on
he feeling like al capone
who am i to say he wrong?
even though i know he was
slowly reach for my tone
threw my nike joggers on
told them b-tches to get gone
can’t leave in my spot
they might ramble through some sh-t
had some money in the stash
couple pounds in the stick
that they never knew exist
can’t put my trust in a chick
only lame n-gg-s trip
tryin to impress a b-tch
she textin her baby daddy
like this n-gg- here lit
that’s a whole nother story
ain’t got sh-t to do with this
i just thought i’d warn you n-gg-s
’bout them hoes you kick it with
but anyway, enough of that
let’s get back to my story
i’m doin’ a buck twenty
and i put it on cory
i ain’t want to k!ll this n-gg-
but i knew that i would
i can’t go out like no p-ssy
and show face in my hood
caught wind of the story
but you know how that go
sh-t either way
they violatin
can’t be breaking the code
came through the hood sprayin’
hit leray with a k
bootie told me he didn’t make it
he took four to the face
homicide asking questions
we don’t f-ck with the jakes
i walked straight past them b-tches
with my glock on my waist
they looked down for a second
like they wanted to search
pretty sure they seen that 40 poking under my shirt
all my n-gg-s posted up
ready to put in some work
he say he seen it happen
that’s why blood on his shirt
cousin told me he ain’t sleeping
’til somebody got merc’d
[?] broke down
that’s when sh-t got worse
[?]
speeding off in a rush
i hopped in the car with cousin
untucked the glock from my gut
4am and we creepin
h-ll, i’m supposed to be sleepin
with two bad naked b-tches
but we gotta get even
anybody can get it
i know we k!llin our kind
[?]
we ain’t shootin up no houses
that’s a waste of our time
finally got to they hood
hit the lights, ride slow
made the left, seen them n-gg-s
cuz they’ll say “there they go”
all them n-gg-s got to running
k!lled them all, no missing
h-ll, we folk caused beef
and had enough ammunition
told ’em get me right beside them
and i’m letting ’em feel it
i got closer and closer
now i’m feeling the rush
finger gripping the trigger
as i get ready to bust
i heard my son call my name
that’s when i woke up

d-mn

[son’s voice outro]

- deniro farrar

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