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letra de el3ctr0 rasta$ - grimzworld

i ain’t f-ckin round wit randoms they imposters
posted up wit gang, dreaded n-ggas we some rastas
that choppa finna sang when it blowin down your casa
n-ggas ain’t be bangin, all these people need an oscar
i was 16 wit the knockers trynna get my green
robbin plugs silly, on the road to get my first milli
owned a company while working all these jobs investin cheese
i was playin sports, paid gs they knew i would succeed, ima lead
everything i wanted, comin to my feet
i was smokin xanax in my weed death is what i breathe
all them endless nights without a roof staring at the trees
always looked ahead and knew that all these ppl been decеived
very grateful for support, poppеd a lace and i diseased
ran me out to get some help the doctors thought i wouldn’t breathe
had to let me out the gates, had to let me k!ll these thieves
kicked out the cops in the er, my blood told the pigs to leave
homie hid the drugs when i was dyin, my opp died for greed
when i see these hoes, know i always gotta do the deed
split it, bust her open, she wants d-ck, she ain’t askin please
b-tches come to ride, gettin hype like i’m chuckecheese
gotta eat that coochie on sight i just got the key
i ain’t f-ckin round wit randoms they imposters
posted up wit gang, dreaded n-ggas we some rastas
that choppa finna sang when it blowin down your casa
that choppa finna sang when it blowin down your casa
that choppa finna sang when it blowin down your casa

- grimzworld

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