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letra de whatever i gotta do (prod.mcdj) - hoa bossman

(verse 1)
dear lord forgive me/
for i have sin/
but it was the only way i could win/
come from here man/
this is brooklyn/
the devils playground/
it’s far from a safe town/
since 14 my n-ggas been holdin trey pounds/
it’s a new day/
but ain’t much change/
kuz my dad still coppin 8ths/
& n-ggas still getting robbed for they bathing apes/
the n-gga next door just got jacked for his safe/
the little n-ggas now got nothing to lose/
there quick to catch a case/
we finding dead bodies in prospect parks lakes/
what more can i say/
your born into this sh-t/
better grab a blade/
or store a box cutter in your mouth/
everytime you step up out the house/
kuz that life n-ggas is really about/
from coney to myrtle/
you got some bullsh-t to deal wit/
from girls wot bricks in there gurtel/
to n-ggas spraying blocks up/
no squrtile/
you can find the bud green as a turtle/
or byrd gang purple/
just make sure ya name bang/
& that n-ggas heard you/
from the stuy to the bush/
grimy n-ggas on the look/
thugs n-ggas down to ride/
so if you scared don’t come out side/
kuz i don’t seen my own lil mans lose his lfe/

(verse 2)
c-73 done raised a n-gga/
to be all bout his figures/
stay clear from gold diggers/
& never smoke no cig/
reeta/
you are now f-ckin wit the best/
the realest on the riase/
f-ck a handout/
i dont need a prize/
i just wanna put my mama in rides/
& make sure anything she want she buys/
but you n-ggas tellin me i ain’t right/
standing on these corners/
& lighten up these fens pipes/
isn’t the key to a happy life/
well this is long days & longer nights/
welcome to my f-cking life/
after 3 tracks you’ll take a knife/
& stab ya self twice/
kuz no one should live here/
but this is real common/
section 8 life make me wanna f-ckin vomit/
but we rather be enmorus then live dormit/
that’s how we on it/
i’m the main event/
bet a trip to mowi on it/
i work hard for what i have/
so i’m f-ckin flaunt it/
& if a n-gga test me i’m bombin/
you gotta better chance drinking inboming fluid/
then chasing it wit raw sewage/

(verse3)
i’m trying to say i just want my family in good health/
so i aim for the highest wealth/
kuz when i’m dead my music will be on a self/
but only time well tell/
til then my backs to the world/
kuz we are living in h-ll/
so i’m do whatever i gotta do to provel/

- hoa bossman

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