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letra de everybody - j1hunnit

[intro]
(oh my goodness, oh my goodness)
(ayy, talk to ’em, war)

[verse 1]
the flame was d-mn near dead when they passed me the torch
i walked through h-ll and gasoline drawers jumpin’ off the porch
now i’m gazin’ out the panoramic roof lookin’ north
ac cold as jack frost b-lls hoppin’ out the porsche
i’m sorry if i shoot you ’cause my helping hand was forced
when the price drop, n-ggas dead meat, riggor mortis
i’ll slow grind the loaf for twenty-six, clinton portis
my redskin’ll drive ’em anywhere if i reward it
f-ck the mission, i’ll abort it, leave the town and outsource it
stash the monеy, i’ll h–rd it, f-ck a case, we can’t afford it
f-ck the timе, tell ’em call my attorney, i’m not doin’ it
my bun came, i walked out a free man, not morgan

[chorus]
oh, i guess everybody drug dealers
oh, now you ganster, i guess everybody thug, n-gga
who put you on that must be cap, you ain’t no plug, n-gga
they should’ve told you that the game don’t show no love and this ain’t no place for a scrub
oh, i guess everybody drug dealers
oh, now you ganster, i guess everybody thug, n-gga
who put you on that must be cap, you ain’t no plug, n-gga
they should’ve told you that the game don’t show no love and this ain’t no place for a scrub
[verse 2]
now who the f-ck done told you n-ggas that you really him?
they gassed you up, you still a p-ssycat
and ain’t sh-t changed but a lil’ money, this a bigger bag
that’s what got these n-ggas mad
i wonder what would pimp c say? i wish that i could talk to chad
i got all my knowledge from the streets, i couldn’t talk to dad
migo game around and changed my life, the pack was all i had
a foreign off the lot ain’t really sh-t, but i can pay it cash
some n-ggas ain’t equipped to live this life, them guys’ll never last

[outro]
(oh my goodness, oh my goodness)
(ayy, talk to ’em, war)

- j1hunnit

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