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letra de gotta eat - dj paul

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i got mask on face, hand on heat
’bout to rob my connect
’cause i know he got them keys
i ain’t no crosser but a n-gg- gotta eat

i ain’t, i ain’t no crosser
(i ain’t no)
but a n-gg- gotta eat
(gotta eat)

i got mask on face, hand on heat
’bout to rob my connect
’cause i know he got them keys
i ain’t no crosser but a n-gg- gotta eat

i ain’t, i ain’t no crosser
(i ain’t no)
but a n-gg- gotta eat
(gotta eat)

i be gettin’ work from the same dude five sum’n years
laid back ’bout the years, it’s what you do with them years
went through the cheers and tears, my life took a change
as soon as i bought a thing i blew the whole thing

me, ll and chris at my crib gettin’ p-ssed
drunk, drainin’, c-ke to the brain
and hit the strip club, find a girl that’s game
and back to the pad, put the x in her vein
and we can talk about that a whole ‘nuther day

but today a n-gg- pockets ain’t straight
long story short, i done f-cked my money off
straight to the point, i gotta holla at my boss
(at my boss)

i got mask on face, hand on heat
’bout to rob my connect
’cause i know he got them keys
i ain’t no crosser but a n-gg- gotta eat

i ain’t, i ain’t no crosser
(i ain’t no)
but a n-gg- gotta eat
(gotta eat)

i got mask on face, hand on heat
’bout to rob my connect
’cause i know he got them keys
i ain’t no crosser but a n-gg- gotta eat

i ain’t, i ain’t no crosser
(i ain’t no)
but a n-gg- gotta eat
(gotta eat)

i really don’t want to be robbin’ this n-gg-
remember in terms that we’re hot with the siegle
but now i gotta soft this n-gg-
drop this n-gg-, pop this n-gg-

we c-ckin’ to make a lil’ n-gg- run outta town
to pick up powder, pills and pounds of kush
not realisin’, the sh-t gon’ get took
remember, would this n-gg- play by the book?

now [unverified] got that n-gg- shook
snitched on me but is this good?
sin took no second look
n-gg- didn’t make my money

put no money on my books
now i gotta get up for the stash
dash and pop his hood

why can’t a n-gg- just keep the sh-t trill
and not be goin’ out like a hoe?
then he not become the bro of me, i am the scarecrow
no, i can’t just run off with his doe

and let him go after that
his n-gg-s know my n-gg-s
got the automatics wit’ that

i got mask on face, hand on heat
’bout to rob my connect
’cause i know he got them keys
i ain’t no crosser but a n-gg- gotta eat

i ain’t, i ain’t no crosser
(i ain’t no)
but a n-gg- gotta eat
(gotta eat)

i got mask on face, hand on heat
’bout to rob my connect
’cause i know he got them keys
i ain’t no crosser but a n-gg- gotta eat

i ain’t, i ain’t no crosser
(i ain’t no)
but a n-gg- gotta eat
(gotta eat)

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