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letra de rotten - hotblock jmoe & g herbo

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[intro: g herbo]
yeah, come on
yeah (chase davis on the beat, yeah)

[chorus: g herbo]
no time to decide, is you ready or not?
you gotta give this sh-t all you got
dove in that water and it got hot
them youngins ain’t never gon’ stop, they plottin’
everybody died, then got forgotten
no sons, she out in that b-tch rotten
everybody afraid of karma, that b-tch watchin’

[post-chorus: g herbo]
only real justice is karma, that b-tch toxic
like when he had my bro low, we got his lo’ and hit his gang, we ain’t wavin’ a rocket (grrah)
f-ck a opp, and we do a problem (you know that)
when them n-ggas had smith & wessons, we was hoppin’ out with choppers (you know that)

[verse: g herbo]
over east, we give toe-tags
switch the v out, we got four-flats
used to post up and get no money
now i don’t pop-out if it ain’t no check
real street n-gga, that ain’t no flex
chains four-hunnid, plus a rolex
i’m the man now, ooh, it’s man down
caught his ho ass past colfax
felt trauma when i was a child
and i’m still feelin’ sh-t right now
i be on the road, fans goin’ wild
ask how i’m dealin’ with it right now
gettin’ blunted in a foreign, ridin’ ’round
i don’t even got no feelings right now (can’t feel my face)
devil f-ckin’ with a n-gga all the time
f-ck-n-gga, i’m just chillin’ right now
heart achin’, i should be healin’ right now
boy, i’m finna make another k!llin’ right now (whew)
ain’t no distractions bringin’ me down
i’m stackin’ money to the ceilin’ right now
i ran up a million so many times
i’m thinkin’, “what if i was drillin’ right now?”
you know me and mine put this sh-t on the line
if you wanna shine and get on yo’ grind, n-gga
[chorus: g herbo]
no time to decide, is you ready or not?
you gotta give this sh-t all you got
dove in that water and it got hot
them youngins ain’t never gon’ stop, they plottin’
everybody died, then got forgotten
no sons, she out in that b-tch rotten
everybody afraid of karma, that b-tch watchin’

[post-chorus: g herbo]
only real justice is karma, that b-tch toxic
like when he had my bro low, we got his lo’ and hit his gang, we ain’t wavin’ a rocket (grrah)
f-ck a opp, and we do a problem (you know that)
when them n-ggas had smith & wessons, we was hoppin’ out with choppers (you know that)

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