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letra de 4eva balling freestyle - fatt macc

[intro]
(jb made that beat)

[verse]
go get some money, i’ma tell you that if i don’t tell you nothin’
couple shooters on the northside, make a phone call, they gon’ get it done
turn a twenty-ball to a honey bun, i just gave a stripper b-tch a hundred ones
started off with a quack, ran up my sack, n-gga, i was gettin’ fronted
he was smokin’ k2, we was talkin’ good ’til the n-gga went zombie
shawty went down the paper route, take me out the hood, but you can’t take it out me
the streets can’t go a week without me, we bе in your bushes, we don’t beat around ‘еm
whoopty-whoop paid what’s-his-name to k!ll what-his-hame for a couple thousand
i been juggin’ last twelve hours, molly brick got the hood scaldin’
bricks of white got the hood hot, fabuloso and two pots
a new b-tch mean a new spot, swear i’ma show you how to work two clocks
went to sleep with the scale on, you would think i went and bought two watches
left wrist, right wrist, bustdown both of ’em
real trapper, i could cook a brick, n-gga, with no arms
i was makin’ juggs way before i had some height on me
i was thirteen makin’ plays off the house phone
you ain’t run your money up, you wasn’t workin’ hard as us
(and i made yourself the plug, you might get your water cut)
you was tryna be a shooter, i was tryna be a boss
(told you n-ggas i don’t eat noodles, had to cut some n-ggas off)
i know that these n-ggas tellin’, b-tches out here droppin’ salt
(all my opps, they broke as f-ck, tell ’em we forever ballin’)
my trap is forever straight, junkies gon’ forever call me
(if i make a hit today, i’ma buy some bricks tomorrow)

- fatt macc

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