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letra de 4sight - j.j. sanders

(intro: j.j. sanders)
uh-huh!
aye, aye, aye
j-a-y!
n-gga fasho that (n-gga fasho that!)
i walked in with that sack and she know that (n-gga she know that!)
and sh-t, n-gga you knew that!
21st holla at us!

(hook: bizzy bailey)
said i been feeling like the man all night
gotta love it when they hating cause the man’s alright
got some bad b-tches eating out my hand, all types
never had a worry, understand foresight
why else would we be survivors and the others didn’t?
how we all take separate paths and still got tunnel vision?
we been grinding, gritting t–th, feel like a motors missing
time is now, i told them n-ggas give em no restrictions (it’s jay!)

(vеrse 1: j.j. sanders)
drip me out in dеsigner
what trips me out are these n-ggas in comments
be watching every last one of yo moves
waiting on you to give em responses
n-ggas talk down on the gang and be broke
me and them n-ggas ain’t got sh-t in common (nothing!)
can’t help but laugh on my way to the bank
n-ggas a joke and i’m just being honest (hahaha)
i beat the block down like giannis
been running sh-t like a nose, no sinus
been the type of a n-gga to get it in on my own
i get it in all alone, never needed co-signing (never!)
everywhere that i go i’m on timing
these n-ggas just cap in they raps, they just rhyming
but say if it’s smoke, i get close like a barber and line em
wanna meet god? i’ma sit you beside him
this rapping sh-t, i’ve mastered it
i keep a g on me on some packer sh-t
you disrespect, i up the tec, i’m blasting it
you better play ya role on some actor sh-t (play yo role!)
i’m usually chilling, my n-ggas be clapping sh-t
all of em shoot on some shooting for captain sh-t
i could care less bout these n-ggas
but they hate on me like that sh-t putting food in they cabinets (why?)
fix ya priorities
throwing signs like a frat but yo clique a sorority (p-ssy!)
salute to the real, cause faking is in the majority (salute!)
i been k!lling sh-t call the authorities
my swag to the max like i’m cam (dab!)
i might get a check off this rapping sh-t, then move to la like the rams
my hustle came straight from the struggle
so you n-ggas should know where i stand (you know it)
never will i beef with no man
but if you push me i will sin like russell (uh-huh)
i’m bout my chips no ruffles (yeah)
bring that money in by the duffle (cash!)
i been d-gg-ng sh-t i need a muzzle (grr!)
foe b-tch we the muscle! (huh!)
(hook: bizzy bailey)
said i been feeling like the man all night
gotta love it when they hating cause the man’s alright
got some bad b-tches eating out my hand, all types
never had a worry, understand foresight
why else would we be survivors and the others didn’t?
how we all take separate paths and still got tunnel vision?
we been grinding, gritting t–th, feel like a motors missing
time is now, i told them n-ggas give em no restrictions

(verse 2: bizzy bailey)
it was bizzy got these n-ggas in here really spitting
play they music, hear my spirit if you really listen
presently too gifted, it’s a wrap, i give em plenty christmas
smoke the christmas tree then give em h-ll like jesus he’s a christian?
do i need to mention all the time i put into this sh-t?
so intuitive, i never lie, i’m standing true to this
with this music sh-t, get to and fro i’m thinking ludacris
it was ludicrous them n-ggas made it with that boo boo sh-t
born in ’93 when ask jeeves was where google is
ai was a baller, not some sh-t that know the future b-tch
i’m so past you n-ggas, it came out forward but i’m rapping backwards n-gga
i got this mask and n-gga
why a lot of times i be laughing n-gga, biz!

- j j sanders

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