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letra de soul right - freddie gibbs & madlib

[intro]
smooth, n-gg-, you know what i’m sayin’?
too motherf-ckin’ smooth, b-tch, yeah
bald head, head like a baby, a baby -ss, b-tch, yeah
yeah, kane
here to motherf-ckin’ remain, yeah
uh, b-tch n-gg-
it’s still f-ck police, too
yeah, n-gg-, yeah

[verse 1]
rest in peace terrence crutcher, motherf-ck betty shelby (f-ck that b-tch)
i never wish death but b-tch, find a hollow tip and inhale it
when taz drove off with two kilos, i told him we should mail it
and now we gone up the river, they seen my n-gg- sellin’
n-gg- k!lled the police in dallas, that’s probably fake news
while they knock ’em off with robotics, r2d2’s
everything on me icy, snow white, it’s just like i skiied through
i sit back in the trap with them rats and i watch the cheese move
shakin all these nutso n-gg-s off the roof, off the record
ball without a motherf-ckin’ ball like i was tommy sheppard
life a bachelor party, we with them strippers on o’s and x’s
i can’t hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, and i been struggling my whole life, yeah
i pour it up and get my soul right

[verse 2]
east side boy, my mama was the mail lady (yeah)
brother and my sister got degrees but i got the yayo, baby (yeah)
had to beat my case, i can’t turn irie to a jail baby
b-tch, i weigh that sh-t up in my crib, i think your scale shady
p-ss it off and drop it like stockton, b-tch, i facilitate
f-cked some n-gg-s off but i also done set some n-gg-s straight
way back when we had rows and lincolns is all a n-gg- ate
and every day i f-ck up a bulletproof gl-ss chicken plate, uh
empty stomach, broken heart, and empty pocket
three things that occur to show you if you and your n-gg-s solid
know that they won’t prosper but the devil still gon’ form the weapon
i can’t hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah (blessings, blessings)

[chorus]
yeah, and i been struggling my whole life, yeah
yeah, i pour it up and get my soul right, yeah
’cause i been struggling my whole life, yeah
so i broke it down and it was all white, yeah
mama always told me it’d be alright, yeah
i still broke it down and it was all white, yeah
i pray the lord’ll get my soul right, yeah
i still pray to lord’ll get my soul right

- freddie gibbs madlib

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