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letra de amen freestyle - jag

(intro: chubby jag)
there’s a lot of crip n-ggas in the building, amen
there’s a lot of blood n-ggas in the building, amen
there’s a lot of ratchet hoes in the building, amen
there’s a lot of thug n-ggas in the building
we make it light up, (yea) like a, we make it light up like a church
(huh) we make it light up like a church, (chubby) we make it light up like a church

(verse 1: chubby jag)
middle finger snapped and my bag already, funny how i got these n-ggas mad already
you are not that sick, i’d pop that chick
you would never f-ck a b-tch i’d had already
before i met c-ss, had cash already
before i turned chubby, i was jag already
can’t wait for the day when a n-gga get fans, you mean to tell me all that p-ssed already
i don’t know who f-ck around me and my sh-t, i go to bed rooted just me and my clip
two seater whip, with the heat on my right
and my 2pac back, just me and my b-tch
understand, comprende?
squeeze off till it’s empty, find out where his kid stay
by the block holmes, calling me dikembe, real nba n-ggas calling me mj
i’m still round, cause i’ve been here
no d round, no hood round
still yelling out that we in here, if i play here
i’m gon’ win here, i got the whip
so i got the chips, i got the fists
big poppa sh-t, i got the l!cks
so i got the bricks, holmes
one word and i got the b-tch, chubby yup
problems with me that k sparking, roll around with them big faces
i’m talking way before j. harden, can’t lose
i got chippers on it, good girls
and them strippers on it, i k!ll tracks
this beat need to be in them trash bags with the zipper on it
stunt hard when i roll past, n-gga just want that cold cash
that 80’s money, that old cash
no young money for my old -ss, it’s larsiny it’s our year now
holmes, full speed, them gears down
i’m yelling out amen, holmes
gotta thank the lord that we here now, you beating me
f-ck is you trying, i’m riding out in that coupe flying
use to smoke like snoop dogg, now we smoking up like snoop lion
got a bad b-tch, send the most texts, i’m on that p-ssy
cold text, f-ck everyday
cause a n-gga gotta make up for all the years i got no s-x
i’m on now, still i’m so next
in 4 years got no checks, holmes
next year if i ain’t on that jet, walk around like coach rex
real street, n-ggas hate then they feel heat
i’m so wrong, i smoke dro, i sell drugs
and i k!ll beats. amen

- jag

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