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letra de no chorus - fella and jjjeezy

no chorus

fella:
no chorus, straight west coast music
i won’t beat around the bush, i’ll just get to it
i drop a beat, drop a verse, drop a mix to it
i didn’t just dribble thru trap, boy i lived through it
i kept a car and a crib thru it
i went to school, raised kids thru it
and any time i saw defeat, i split thru it
and i didn’t have to be a k!ller, i was kin to it
(record scratch)
most rappers bout to break like plate gl-ss
i’ma start wifing rappers, and take half
and i dont normally talk trash
but put your verse in my mouth and i taste a–
you got a lot of tank, and no gas
your take a lotta tests, with no cl-ss
you got your eyes wide shut, with no mask
it’s like i caught you in the hall, with no p-ss
i’m product of a bad war and coca
you dont like me callate la boca
i’m not trying here that
cause i know its all hate
you can drop it like change in the sofa
don’t trip let the maid clean up
i got the tip on the desk, green up
bases’s loaded, pinch hit, we up
and got these haters all angry at the fact that we up
but i ain’t even gonna stop for em
i’m getting paid by the hour on the clock for em
i’m trying to cook it like i’m avoiding a chop for em
i’ma keep em behind bars like a cop for em
a little 808, a lil word p-rn
a little abstract, a mr. fella poem
and now the djs and skaters say that they know him
and all the producers and gamers say that they know him
and all of the ballers and nerds, say that they know him
and all i keep hearing back is fella keep going
yeah all i keep hearing back is fella keep going

no chorus

jjjeezy:
just doin what i want
they said never come back, so i went up to the front
they see i’m too sharp, so i took it to the hunt
they think ill never do, so i do it every month
please tell me why they hating
i guess my music stay so hot they be baking
they think i got a foreign accent like jamaican
so they really feeling clueless about what this g making
(record scratch)
i really feel so sick
i’m snapping too easy just like a tooth pick
you know i beat hard when it come to the kick
just a matter of time before the clock go (tic, toc)
i’m that j.o.n.e.s, see the top coming soon
i’ma make the dream work, like on top of the moon
they trying to see me here dead, i told em meet me at noon
but when you see me with the whip you in my temple of doom
so then we give em 5 levels
and pto’s like medals
now they all waiting for my urban distractions

no chorus

- fella and jjjeezy

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