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letra de 30 for 30 - fuaygo

i step my foot on the pedal to get to my shows i’m booked
i’m eatin’ good at my crib, ain’t no chef i jus know how to cook
i’m on the court for days, you ballin’ like you still a rook’
n-ggas keep sayin’ they think i sound like

i brought the stu’ to my house, lil n-gga i’m cookin’ this sh-t on my own mic
i put on drip for myself
i don’t give a f-ck what you don’t like
don’t give a f-ck if you keep it a buck, n-ggas still switch up
don’t give a f-ck just to keep it a buck, bro you n-ggas just suck
you drop a deluxe, but d-mn that sh-t still f-ckin sucks, but hol’ up
you got a good feature on one of them sh-ts, don’t let up
you start from the top ain’t get up
i start from the bottom i’m still up
you number 2 you the first one to lose
but i’m number 1 cause i ball like book
i grt boom, you see how i do
that n-ggas a b-tch if he watch how i look (heh)
real n-ggas know what it took
you n-ggas just see me whenever i’m booked
see me whenever i’m cookin’, heh
see me whenever i’m lookin, taha
cause when i ain’t lookin i stay lowkey
you n-ggas ain’t seein me
remember they never believed my ass now they sittin’ in class
and i’m on tour
wit a bunch of lil wh0res, they f-ckin of course, but i’m like
girl if you got ass throw some’ if you gon’ f-ck-throat sum
yea i got class, but if you gon pop sum, then you betta smoke sum (hol on)
bruh check my drip, just put on
top down hol’ on
tattin my arm from the shoulder to wrist but you can’t see the wrist
its covered in gliss’
i ain’t got no rings on i been dunkin’ but i got some rings in my closet like duncan (uh)
pop me a bottle, but i ain’t gon’ drink i’m jus poppin’ this sh-t for the function (heh)
hol’ on
i might just start some’
(heh)
bow
i step my foot on the pedal to get to my shows i’m booked
i’m eatin’ good at my crib, ain’t no chef i jus know how to cook
i’m on the court for days, you ballin’ like you still a rook’
n-ggas keep sayin’ they think i sound like

if i’m in the coupe in a race like i told you i’m floatin’ like daisies, uh
sh-t that i do still amaze me, uh
b-tch on the mic you can’t race me
i put a 3 and 2 together
i’ma triple my double like russell
n-ggas don’t know bout no hustle (heh)
f-ck you talkin bout
lit when i pop out
i step in the money to walk out
you bouta clock out
lettin’ shawty control you jus walk out
you think you hot now
if you steppin’ to me its a knockout
bow, i’m on the tv
john cena like n-ggas don’t see me (ouu)

- fuaygo

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