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letra de puddle of pain (big ghost ltd. remix) - elcamino & street justice

[verse: elcamino]
q, uh, q
heavy on the block peddllin’, ima ill specimen
i’m the hustler you the fiend shovelin’ uh
thinkin’ about all the money to be made and you a slave
it’s a million ways to get paid
’08 i was f-ckin’ with jade, she was holdin’ my guns i still love my lil’ b-tch with the braids
now i’m rich and ain’t sh-t you could say
i wouldn’t listen anyway, you still broke savin’ up for the j’s
i stood ten toes duckin’ the jake, countin’ up smokin’ my branch gettin’ right, brushin’ my fade, i remember i was duckin’ them rays
uh, duckin’ a cage my life a book and this is the page
what’s a king to a rook? yo you just in the way (uh)
i got a different style for every bump on your face
i’m at every event with a gun on my waist
take ya’ time son this ain’t a race you know? (yeah, q)
[hook: elcamino]
we was in the trenches hittin’ l!cks now i’m rich with a crowned on my wrist (with a crowned on my wrist) (yeah, q)
i was on the block with thirty-six we was broke now we the opposite (real sh-t we the opposite) (q, uh)
every other day another struggle when it drought we got it off the muscle
but keep it on the humble (uh)
i sold work right off humble
in the rain pourin’ pain in a puddle

[verse: street justice]
uh, look
all we knew was cocaine and grabbin’ weapons
grew mad aggressive was untamed as adolescents
they say you gotta live through the pain to add a lesson
and if you ever get out the game you had a blessing
your word is your rep, gotta earn your respect
no matter freed or you locked never burn your connect
i carry heat, sellin’ rock, twelve heard i’m a threat
i had beef with the cops ’cause i serve and protect
was a slave to the strip, it became intense
was runnin’ base just to lose in a game that’s fixed
two strikes i drop the ball had to change my pitch
workin’ on my weaknesses, they became my strengths
i was a shortie sellin’ ‘caine cause i struggled to gain
was pitchin’ on the same block that my brothers was slain
it’s a shame but the game in the hustle of aims
we just pop bottles, pourin’ up a puddle of pain
[hook: elcamino]
we was in the trenches hittin’ l!cks now i’m rich with a crowned on my wrist (with a crowned on my wrist) (yeah, q)
i was on the block with thirty-six we was broke now we the opposite (real sh-t we the opposite) (q, uh)
every other day another struggle when it drought we got it off the muscle
but keep it on the humble (uh)
i sold work right off humble
in the rain pourin’ pain in a puddle

- elcamino street justice

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