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letra de wind blow - deniro farrar

[chorus:]
get my papers ready for the drought
trying to make a route
riding with a stap make a n-ggers want to take me out
yea where i’m from n-ggers dont really make it out
i am wishing i was free like when the breeze blow
and i’m just another lion in the jungle
gun fights and rumble
i bust my own color s
and i know from when n-ggers dont make it out
yea i wishing i was free like when wind blow

[verse 1:]
mother f-ck my po finger to the co
you asking me for d-ck for hitting n-ggers with the rico
noodles mixed with cheetos can i get some burritos
commissary stay straight shout out to my boy rico
thugging with some n-ggers they really were my n-ggers
they wrote things on me the plots got thicker
i redo my motion confused feeling hopeless
these accusations bogus they lying and they know it
these n-ggers stress the truth like pilates or aerobics
just to save there own -ss because they don’t want to take the fall
like a motherf-cking man so they snitched on their dog
b-tches around you when you ballin they always leave when you fall
i don’t need no new friends b-tches i f-cked them all
recorded on my iphone and showed to my f-cking dogs
jail ain’t no place to be n-ggers snitching like its cool
it’s here men for themselves these n-ggers out here breaking rules
i wish i was free cause we slaves only street
been har-ssed by these cops for having gold on our t–th
n-ggers want to take my life that’s why i’m riding with the heat
that’s why i have the blood of jesus
i know he watching over me
should i fear no man but god even though he ain’t a man
i ain’t backing down from sheit you n-ggers bleed like i care
young n-ggers choppers bought my city like iran
but we hustle just to eat f-ck you if you disagree
hustling in the drought trying to make a route
grind strap banking n-ggers want to take me out oh yeah
cause where i’m from they hope n-ggers don’t make it out
yeah wishing i was free like when wind blows
and i’m just another lion in the jungle
gun fights and rumbles i lost my own color
and you know from when n-ggers dont make it out
i am wishing i was free like when wind blows
fist fights and drama ghetto baby mama’s
knocked up with no purpose s-x without no condoms
m-ss full of robbers they kids needs christmas
i’m getting scared of these murders i maybe another victim
these n-ggers in the system the judge trying to leach them
so free my brother too cause lord knows i miss him
the police k!ll mi n-gga they though he had a pistol
my niece starting to get noticed starting to look like my sister
my heart getting colder i’m starting to lose all my feelings
f-ck the mother of my kids but i take care of my children
i focus on my craft and now my better half
two b-tches want me my n-gga do the math
my granny in the hood i’m trying to move her out
so she can see the world and i bought my momma that house
and saved to make advance to buy my brother out
so he can be free like when the wind blows

[chorus:] [x2]
my paper ready for the drought trying
trying to make a route
riding with a stap make a n-gga want to take me out
yea where i’m from n-ggers dont really make it out
i am wishing i was free like when the breeze blow
and i’m just another lion in the jungle
gun fights and rumbles
i bust my own color
and i know from when n-ggers dont make it out
yea i wishing i was free like when wind blow

- deniro farrar

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