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letra de dead men - dinerogold

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i got racks dead men
i got racks dead men
i got racks dead men
i got racks dead men

i’m in the booth with no pen
free my n-ggas in the pin
i tote f&ns
in case his life gotta end
i got myself till the end
n-ggas be cap, pretend
i might spin again
i got racks dead men

i’m in the booth with no pen
free my n-ggas in the pin
i tote f&ns
in case his life gotta end
i got myself till the end
n-ggas be cap, pretend
i might spin again
i got racks dead men

ion got no friends
f-ck you and yo mens
you got many men
well i got plenty bands
pull up maybach benz
with the 5%
and i came with twins
i’m taking 2 glock gens, uh

don’t get yo face lifted
don’t make me, make that trip
don’t make me, hop out the whip
don’t make me, empty the clip

i got this fye on my hip
i’m off the bean, don’t sip
i got racks, blue strips
i got racks, they crip

lord protect from my friends
i’m protector of my kin
lord forgive me i might sin
just think what i could’ve been

i’m in the booth with no pen
free my n-ggas in the pin
i tote f&ns
in case his life gotta end
i got myself till the end
n-ggas be cap, pretend
i might spin again
i got racks dead men
i’m in the booth with no pen
free my n-ggas in the pin
i tote f&ns
in case his life gotta end
i got myself till the end
n-ggas be cap, pretend
i might spin again
i got racks dead men

i’m in the booth, no pen or pad
n-ggas be cap, they going out sad
you chasing hoe, i’m chasing bag
if he diss, then we gone crash

if he diss, then we gone clash
op n-ggas, don’t wanna see me spazz
my palms, itching like a rash
my palms, itching for that cash

mhmm mhmm
who sending shots at me
who wanna be 6 feet
who wanna beef with me

my n-ggas, creep for me
my n-ggas, tote heats for me
it be the cap for me
n-ggas ain’t been in street
choppa sing like jodeci
it ain’t no hoe in me
this ain’t how it pose to be
i’m trynna keep a lil holy
(i’m trynna keep a lil holy)

i’m in the booth with no pen
free my n-ggas in the pin
i tote f&ns
in case his life gotta end
i got myself till the end
n-ggas be cap, pretend
i might spin again
i got racks dead men

i’m in the booth with no pen
free my n-ggas in the pin
i tote f&ns
in case his life gotta end
i got myself till the end
n-ggas be cap, pretend
i might spin again
i got racks dead men

i got racks dead men
i got racks dead men
i got racks dead men
i got racks dead men

- dinerogold

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