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letra de disappointed - eastside reup & ice dolo

[intro: ice dolo]
(d-mn, e, this a classic)
this a classic, e, you hear me?
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: ice dolo & eastside reup]
i hit that p-ssy once, i wasn’t feelin’ that sh-t
you say that this your clique, yeah, i’m not feelin’ this sh-t
just drop it in a cup and i’m not missin’ a sip
i ain’t gon’ lie, once i— i’ma be ready to dip (ayy)

[verse 2: eastside reup]
she say she love me, i’m her favorite, i’m as real as it get
number-one stuffer, we done stuffed a half a mil’ in this b-tch
thirty-one hundred, i ain’t taxin’, that’s the price on the zip
don’t try to stutter, n-gga play, he lose his life in this b-tch
b-tch, i’m remixin’ on them chickens, this as white as it get

[verse 3: ice dolo & eastside reup]
been through the flame like what’s your pain?
i had to stay off in my lane, get some change, ayy
hop up on the road, using pieces for the gas money
i remember, though, i had to link up with the fast money
i remember days when i was down, ain’t have no gas money
shh, them lame n-ggas tried to last, dummy
bounce right back, n-gga, now i got the bag on me
n-gga better back back or we put that smack on him
i just played the hand that i was dealt, checkers, not the chess
rolling off another percocet, ’bout to make a mess (ayy)
[verse 4: eastside reup]
come and shop with me, i get it to you, we got what you need
if you coppin’ two, i might throw your ass an extra three
just sold a half a bin, put a ten right down on my neck
i’m certified, i ain’t verified, but, b-tch, i got a check
pull up with a tent, lil’ bro gon’ keep a pole on him
i’m a big timer, b-tch, i always keep a roll on me
had to double back, go to the crib, i left the stove runnin’
couple nine bands, f-ck it, you can get the whole hundred

[verse 5: ice dolo]
set-up b-tches runnin’ out the bribo with they nose running
[?] around my jeans, heavy four hundred
hearin’ this and that, but trust me, n-ggas, they don’t know nothin’
hit her with that one-two step, took the soul from her
’96 jordan in his prime, i’m one of a kind
i had to put sh-t off on the line, how we got me fine
reup pulled up with a whole pound and he blowin’ loud
not the jail like darrius mob, so we goin’ live

- eastside reup ice dolo

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