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letra de soul - j.handlez

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i make that sh-t that you can feel up in your soul yeah
lost my dawg up in these streets put him in gold yeah
f-ck a b-tch she got a man you gotta roll, mad at his b-tch she steady riding to my songs

i make love songs for the streets like durkio smurkio keep a pistol loaded up for when i roll
know my music hot cause even the opps they play my songs
you not gang and you not part of the guys it′s adios

i know you mad we smoked your homie but this reality
get to the money f-ck these b-tches my mentality
i know my grandmom looking down i know she proud of me
i know tep he looking down i know he proud of me
i can’t ride up in no fish bowl bet it′s tented up
five percent the whip these n-ggas they cant get with us
know a n-gga that will line you for some valentino
pull these racks up out my pockets i got all bank rolls
learn from mistakes i’m watching close so i just take notes
i’m in the trenches fly gangsta in a trench coat
n-ggas fronting on the gram y′all be doing the most
and b-tches gotta cop a body just to feel a float

i make that sh-t that you can feel up in your soul yeah
lost my dawg up in these streets put him in gold yeah
f-ck a b-tch she got a man you gotta roll, mad at his b-tch she steady riding to my songs
i make love songs for the streets like durkio smurkio keep a pistol loaded up for when i roll
know my music hot cause even the opps they play my songs
you not gang and you not part of the guys it′s adios

lately i done seen some problems coming back like boomerangs
so i drip designer i like them new gucci things
all you n-ggas running round screaming gang gang
but when it’s time for war n-ggas they don′t bang bang
know my n-ggas rocking they gone let it spray spray
it’s ten to one your homies dying every day day
my homie trapping get the most when he on k and a
try get us to talk we ain′t got the answers like that n-gga sway
i’m in the trenches get thru stress sip on the purple
the closest ones to you snake you out so watch your circle
everything im talking non fiction it be facts
i got mob ties different states other side of the map yeah yeah
the ones that rocking hope they stay close
trynna make it out yeah be with the same bros
i′m the ticket n-ggas say i’m the goat
and f-ck these b-tches yeah yeah these b-tches be hoes yeah

i make that sh-t that you can feel up in your soul yeah
lost my dawg up in these streets put him in gold yeah
f-ck a b-tch she got a man you gotta roll, mad at his b-tch she steady riding to my songs
i make love songs for the streets like durkio smurkio keep a pistol loaded up for when i roll
know my music hot cause even the opps they play my songs
you not gang and you not part of the guys it’s adios

- j handlez

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