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letra de savages - hankroll perri

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a cl!ck full of sack chasers and risk takers
i dont keep young wild n-ggas artound me dawg
i keep a few savages
i been hanging with some k!llers and some savages

this rap money got a n-gga living lavishly
the trap jumping ain’t got sh-t to do with trampolines
before the fame i had some b-tches who abandoned me
now i got ten chains on in the trap house

another twenty just to ice this d-mn watch out
i spent 700 in the trenches on a used car
a crack head sold me a clip with thirty two shots
my baby mother called my phone she keep nagging me

i’m paranoid know n-ggas thinking bout bagging me
i let this heat off them n-ggas dying tragically
two many drugs in my system know it’s bad for me
to many b-tches on my line for me to choose one

just gave my man a throw away i needs a new gun
i’m riding around with two heats with three bodies on it
it ain’t dirty if your sh-t ain’t got no scotties on em
i’m up trapping with them junkies off the late night
keep three shooters with me making sure i stay tight

three hundred dubs in the trap it go hand and hand
it’s b-tter we ain’t taking shorts it’s going gram for gram
i been hanging with some k!llers and some savages
this rap money got a n-gga living lavishly

the trap jumping ain’t got sh-t to do with trampolines
before the fame had some b-tches that abandoned me
now i got ten chains on in the trap house
another twenty just to ice this d-mn watch out

spent 700 in the trenches on a used car
a crack head sold me a clip with thirty two shots
two foreigns back to back we going state to state
a thousand twelve twelve skinnies i’m trying to scr-pe the plate

i done lost my whole arm in the pyrex
i’m clutching heat i’m tryna figure out if i’m gone die next
i’m off percs molly zans and some oxycontin
in bout another half hour somebody call the doctor

if you can see what’s in my head will leave you traumatized
n-gga i been on my own since grand momma died
i need my medication
hearing voices
seeing faces

i’m upping heat if ever i get into confrontation
a real n-gga from the dirt we built this ground up
b-tch i been jugging till croesus came and found us
i been hanging with some k!llers and some savages

this rap money got a n-gga living lavishly
the trap jumping ain’t got sh-t to do with trampolines
before the fame i had some b-tches who abandoned me
now i got ten chains on in the trap house

another twenty just to ice this d-mn watch out
i spent 700 in the trenches on a used car
a crack head sold me a clip with thirty two shots

- hankroll perri

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