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letra de on my momma - evb

[hook: ev. b & trav]
i could put that on my momma
i ain’t never been a b-tch taking fades never been sh-t
i could put that on my momma
and i ain’t worried bout a b-tch young n-gga fell in love with the chip
i could put that on my momma
i ain’t never gon’ change till i die ima always be the same
i could put that on my momma
and get money is the gang but blood its family over anything

[verse 1: trav]
i put that on my momma i could yo -ss chipped
i put that on my momma that yo b-tch on trav d-ck
i seen paperwork on homies i grew up and p-ssed with
and in this rap game im first in the draft pick
trynna make it to the top but my haters hoping i fall
plotting on a gang of houses cruising scoping em all
im the center of attention yeah im holding the ball
tell yo crew to line it up garuntee i fold em all
im a denver lane n-gga p hats and red laces
homies is taking l’s catching them fed cases
gunshots yellow tape a dead patient
trynna bring em back to life they pumping his chest shaking
i put that on my momma all my homies do dirt
if you try to gun play me n-gga ima shoot first
i told courtney f-ck these hoes girl just know that you first
on my momma we some savages my hood is too turnt

[verse 2: gangsta i]
i’ll frontline the projects
with a bad b-tch ready to rob the whole set
and she tatted from her leg all the way to the neck
she get active any n-gga run up he getting pilt
im a stingy never spend a dollar on no b-tch
i hollar at no snitch so stay on yo own sh-t
been banging since 06′ still on my old sh-t
f-cking my old b-tch i p-ss and i dont miss
a lot of n-ggas talking but fade and they dont win
all of my n-ggas savage they fading with grown men
the land of the g-ngb-ng where everybody ain’t the same
and you could get robbed for your chain

[verse 3: ev. b]
n-gga thats on my momma im focused on this cash
i ain’t worried bout a b-tch man these hoes come in last
still white tees 501’s and blowing gas
im a mgf baby orange grove’s where its at
got the city on my back watch me do my sh-t
im a real n-gga i just stay true to this
taking fades ain’t sh-t dont care who it is
ima get turnt up when my fuse is lit
man im headed to the hop haters wishing i fail
711 me & gangsta i tipping the scales
listening to the carter 2 while im twisting an l
all my n-ggas is with the sh-t and they tripping so you should bail
im a product of the streets where it’s easy to be deceased
get wolved if you sweet im just out here trynna eat
f-ck any n-gga thats talking but see me and dont speak
on my momma im the sh-t my n-gga this ev. b

- evb

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