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letra de born 2 roll - freddie gibbs

tales of a n-gga living in his momma bas-m-nt
listening to her b-tchin’ every morning it’s the same sh-t
time for me to get out on this corner make the ‘caine flip
post up at a n-gga residence and we invasive
knockin’ at your door b-tch, like i was maintenance, and you sprung leak
heard you get pounds of that grape sh-t every other week
so my inclination to take sh-t at it’s f-cking peak
stash and broke it down at the 7s go for a buck a piece
cop a sweet, for a minute, swisha the optimal
now i twist my sh-t in the woods, but i got that tropical
some may say that i think illogical
cause i still believe in god but down to dance with the devil to make a dolla’ tho
i drop her, straight in the water, never bother
serve anything other than hard, i keep it starvin’
say she f-ck with nothing other than ballers so i charmed her
we hit the mall right after i robbed her baby-father
the home wrecker, chrome leather and wood kiss
keep my name hot in the hood and my d-ck in the hood b-tch
n-ggas violate we slice ’em and dice ’em like wood chips
ho’ we straight vanilla ice ’em and get on some shug sh-t
came a n-gga from 40 stories, watch ’em drop that wile e. coyote
new in yo’ hood but g all of them shotta n-ggas know me
gangsta gibbs from the guts never gave a f-ck
excuse me while i get my paper and my haters up
yeah, my connect a 40, coppers get straight k!lled
got the cash probably coppin’ a whole field
we ain’t shot the b-tch, we dropped him, that’s on the real
i was born to roll

- freddie gibbs

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