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letra de tryna live righteous - joe black

[verse 1]
it’s j to the o-e, b-l-a-c-k
roll up a big blunt blud, today’s weed day
and you know how we stay, on the block leaned up
l!cking shots all day, the fiends stay fed up
i’m on the road and i’m strictly bout my money stack
well-known for bagging up food and bringing money back
and shotting ten-bags of skunk, my team’s done with that
hit a yout off with half a b, tell him “run with that”
i’m straight gutter, i spray bullets so take cover
they call my team the flora boys, we make b-tter
they call my team the nestlé boys, we make cream
on the rave scene, l!cking sniff shots to bait fiends
i’m a cream block soldier, gambino ceo
they might have straps but how far will thеy really go?
will they really lеt it blow? i guess we’ll never know
they’ve got their straps in the boot, waiting for feds to show

[hook]
we’re tryna live righteous
but the fiends need us and the fast life excites us
i live the hood life, i wouldn’t call it good life
but it’s my life and imma live my life
we’re tryna live righteous
but the fiends need us and the fast life excites us
i live the hood life, i wouldn’t call it good life
but it’s my life and imma live my life
[verse 2]
they call me k!ller black, gorilla black, skrilla back
ready to pull the trigger back
you’re telling me i’m k!lling it out there but i figured that
i’m tryna put myself on the level where jigga’s at
the king of the rap game, from a young n-gga flipping crack
give us a key and see how quick we get rid of that
whatever you want i’ll get the worker to deliver that
p-ssies get into beef for all the fake sh-t they chat
talking bout your bricks till we run up in your crib with straps
and jail time, i rid that, dirt, yeah i did that
had all types of drugs, your boy’s flipped that
and it’s nothing to get your boy kidnapped
put up a ransom and tell you “go get that”
and it’s nothing to get in the booth and rip tracks
this ain’t no chit-chat, joe black spits facts
i live the hood life and i wouldn’t call it good life but it’s my life
look we’re tryna live righteous
but the fiends need us and the fast life excites us
the streets feel us but the haters don’t like us
cause when we roll through
it’s something like a ruff ryders video shoot
i pull the cbr out when it’s too hot for the coupe
and i won’t feel no way about dropping a yout
we holla 187 if he thinks about stopping the loot
from coming in, dum-dums done him in
the bullet came out of the forehead, went in under the chin
i try not to let these slags get under my skin
when the feds roll up i stash my shots under the bin
then i’m out down the backroad, joe black, black joe
the flow’s phat, phat flows
if you see my dough stack you’ll know that i stack loads
catch me on the block daily in a black golf
rented from avis, make sure you got joe black on your playlist
[hook]
we’re tryna live righteous
but the fiends need us and the fast life excites us
i live the hood life, i wouldn’t call it good life
but it’s my life and imma live my life
we’re tryna live righteous
but the fiends need us and the fast life excites us
i live the hood life, i wouldn’t call it good life
but it’s my life and imma live my life

- joe black

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