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letra de outside - freddy got magic

[intro:]
(yeah)
yeah

[verse 1:]
i pop a molly, then f-ck ’till she tap out
i’m in the business of blowin’ her back out
they just freed vic, my n-gga back out
i’m doin’ deals in the back of the crack house
i got them pounds, pounds of the pack out
i’m smokin’ blunt after blunt ’till i black out
i cannot f-ck wit’ no ho who gon’ act out
she know i’m certified, she know my background
i keep a nina like tekken
shorty gon’ die ’cause he don’t get the reference
my n-ggas look at me and reverends
i don’t like bare poles, i don’t f-ck wit’ peasants
money make n-ggas pretentious
[?] lil’ boy, think he got, but he fake
i don’t got opps, i got targets for days
and won’t hit off rounds, he just [?], ayy
f-ckin’ that b-tch great
spit in that b-tch face
she lovin’ that sh-t, ayy
i smoke out the zip, not a eighth
i like my b-tches with taste
f-ck wit’ the switches and k’s
shut up and open the safe
[chorus:]
we be outside
to birds sing in the morning outside
to the sunlight’s, a flame in the sky
send bread, then i’m right back outside
know it’s there if that money go dry
i got to dump it, on god
no fair fights, jump him, on god
turn 3-point-5 soft into rock
might turn a rap n-gga into pie

[verse 2:]
these n-ggas don’t want no problems, problems
i just be smoke, watchin’ pockets
he want my blood, gotta’ grow, watchin’ sockets
these b-tches here, let me ride ’em
deal wit’ you just for the privilege and power
i’m stackin’ the racks in the towers
smokin’ exotic, you can’t get the powder

[chorus:]
we be outside
to birds sing in the morning outside
to the sunlight’s, a flame in the sky
send bread, then i’m right back outside
know it’s there if that money go dry
i got to dump it, on god
no fair fights, jump him, on god
turn 3-point-5 soft into rock
might turn a rap n-gga into pie

- freddy got magic

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