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letra de don't blow it - j. stalin

[intro: producer tags]
e blessed me
lil o

[verse 1: j. stalin]
100 in the bank, another 100 on the table
might buy you a ass or put a ring in your navel
palm trees in diego when i meet the connect
i get everything for cheap, n-gga, that’s my flex
diamonds in my neck in every city i hit
i’m coming with a brick and probably knock me a b-tch
and if i’m to the neck, i probably brought me a switch
you gangsta or not? ain’t no straddlin the fence
real n-gga in your presence, b-tch, shut up and listen
causе if she ain’t paying me, then i ain’t paying attеntion
and don’t be surprised if i could bed her in the kitchen
teach you how to do the cocaine baking soda mixing
she in love with a gangsta, that b-tch gon need a intervention
f-ck around and take a case and do a n-gga time in prison
she in love with a gangsta, that b-tch gon need a intervention
f-ck around and take a case and do a n-gga time in prison
[hook: 4rax]
i’m a real n-gga and she know it
shoot your shot, girl, go for it
i’m out here tryna get chosen
whatever you do, don’t blow it
don’t blow it
don’t blow it
don’t blow it
whatever you do, don’t blow it

[verse 2: gb]
ay, look
girl, this your chance, shoot your shot now
yeah, you f-ckin with the boy from the block now
bringing nothing to the table: what is not ‘llowed
doing way too much: the fastest way to get shot down
yeah…f-ck around and make me change routes
pulled some bunk missions, so i can’t now
b-tches rather cuddle than hustle, that sh-t be way out
chase currency with urgency, so time what i don’t play bout, feel me?
if we ain’t stacking, it don’t add up
help me bust these plays, do the math up
just play your position and run these racks up
‘fore you throw it all away, then that’s your d-mn luck, uh

[hook: 4rax]
i’m a real n-gga and she know it
shoot your shot, girl, go for it
i’m out here tryna get chosen
whatever you do, don’t blow it
don’t blow it
don’t blow it
don’t blow it
whatever you do, don’t blow it
[verse 3: yosama]
knew me when you blew me, so now you tryna pursue me
prom queen in high school, now you one of the groupies
knowing i’m the n-gga, turn a 1 to a 2 piece
mike can stretch it more, i’m in the kitchen where the tools be
maybe did it first, but i ain’t coming in last
pepper in my cup, holding my foot on the gas
couple credit cards, i’m specializing in cash
you ain’t help chasing a bag, then i can’t pay for no ass
where i’m from it’s purse first, then after that, we’a smash
just a west oakland n-gga, way ahead of my class
where i’m from it’s purse first, then after that, we’a smash
just a west oakland n-gga, way ahead of my class

[instrumental]

- j stalin

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