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letra de sanctuary - freshy dageneral

[intro: freshy dageneral]
jsh
gang
grrah, grrah-grrah
grrah, gang
grrah, grrah-grrah (grrah)
grrah, gang, grrah

[verse 1: freshy dageneral]
two deep on them sides tryna take us a risk
late night, gotta ride wit’ my bl!ck
don’t need that n-gga that’s eyein’ my sh-t
used to it, but i’m tired of this sh-t
like, i gotta get out of this sh-t
sh-t takin’ time, gotta go wit’ the flow
hope you ready to rock when we roll
grabba and sh-t, had to tell ’em, “let’s go”
dolo? don’t care, i might slide wit’ reload
say he spinnin’ my sides? that’s bold
know a few n-ggas played tough and they told
thought you was guys, why the f-ck would you fold?
thought you was guys, why the f-ck would you fold?

[verse 2: lil ty]
and they know i got love for the bros
f-ck it, i got your back, i’ma throw
beam on the glock, shoot that sh-t like it’s scoped
i just hope she don’t leave me alone
i got demons, keep callin’ my phone
siggie wit’ me, he totin’ the chrome
two perc 10s, he got me in my zone
quick hits, i did that on my own
i’m on the opps, i can’t leave ’em alone
[verse 3: freshy dageneral]
gang
like, who would have thought?
the boys really takin’ my n-ggas off court
n-ggas, they got no choice in them trenches
but, the judge got a choice in that sentence
you wasn’t there, only god as my witness
better not slip when we slide, or you finished
it’s no more talk on this live, when you bendin’?
glock wit’ a beam, and the clip we extend it
ain’t tryna talk, so stop callin’ my phone
off a 10, got me right in my zone
met a lil’ b-tch and she bad to the bone
tried to act bad, had to leave her alone
n-ggas can’t talk on my scars, sh-t deep
ain’t no v, we was goin’ off feet
free lao floxks, free ro, free elite

[verse 4: lil ty]
b-tch, i gotta get back on my feet
i spot an opp, i’ma jump out the v
grrah, lil’ bro, back out the creep (grrah)
f-ck the opps, he get chased wit’ the beam
walk down gang, leave his brains on the scene
he keep dissin’, but ain’t do a thing
ask 8, i move tactly wit’ stain
broad day, like, i let it bang
how the f-ck i’ma switch on the gang?
[verse 5: freshy dageneral & lil ty]
my sanctuary, that’s my gun
pull up outside, let’s have us some fun
n-ggas p-ssy, they see us, they run (what?)
n-ggas copy, them n-ggas my sons
n-ggas copy, them n-ggas my sons
why he bluffin’? i’m makin’ him run
first n-gga we see, gettin’ bumped
smokin’ boomer, sh-t punchin’ my lungs
grrah, sh-t punchin’ my, grrah (grrah-grrah)

[outro: freshy dageneral]
gang
grrah-grrah

- freshy dageneral

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