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letra de true - ej carter

[bridge]
last time i seen you little niggas was talking that good shit (true)
i’m cool as a fan no faking but shit could get hood quick (true)
these niggas on bullshit, these b-tches on bullshit (true)
ya’ll think i’m flexing until you get hit with a full clip (true)
[hook]
fuck these niggas fuck these hoes i love money (true)
wasting time hating on me just get you some money (true)
i’m low, key, hood and niggas keep acting funny (true)
i’m low, key, good but niggas keep acting funny (true)

[verse 1 – ej carter]
i’m cool as the a/c
fuck wit me and this shit’ll get o/c
fuck around and get taxed like a late fee
pay the price of your life if you owe me
i’m a dog and i spit like it’s rabies
keep your eye on your wife if you know me
westside where there ain’t no safety
niggas die and you don’t see the police
i ain’t no gangsta man
but i be with gangstas man
tag you up when they spray it and paint you man
dont need 26 days to make a band
i sit back and just watch like it’s cable man
i call up a few strippers to table dance;
if they’re going i’m beating like danja hands
and i will for real, anchorman

[verse 1 – b. roye]
these niggas two-faced like siamese twins
i been real since five years before juice and gin
don’t let fake friends be your achilles heel
you niggas dead to the kid cause i choose to live
it’s me and my brothers, fuck all the others
flex on you niggas go so tough mudder
can’t stand another day where i watch mommy suffer
about to milk this shit like i’m pulling on some udders

[bridge]
[hook]

[verse 2 – b. roye]
whole squad full of apes and i’m lookin like caesar
bad b-tch mona lisa
and she a keeper
still i fuck her then delete her
pussy hit the spot like a cheetah
swear a nigga like me don’t p-ss the blunt
and yeah i got that gas like on the run
if you need that green i need my cash up front
like i got a body double i don’t have to stunt
yeah i’m a -sshole, yeah i know it
you say you want so mo’? well i guess i gotta show ya
the factor is that i can see the fear
and yep i smell that shit like joe rogen
and my d-ck bigger than the tool that i’m holding
nicknamed herbie cause that fucker fully loaded
takin 3 shots coming at your esophagus
see yo chick treat my d-ck like losages

[verse 2 – ej carter]
came up short but the little buddy grew
314 nigga i’ll show you what it do
spit nothing but crack when i’m up in the stu’
i don’t fuck with you but i’m fucking with your boo
and she loving the crew give us something to do
going in hard like it’s something to prove
i know we wrong for da shit that we on
but we came from hell we got nothing to lose

[bridge]
[hook]

- ej carter

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