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letra de blame - joey trap

[intro]
woo, woo, bee
bee
uh, let’s go
let’s go

[verse]
hop from the benz to the audi, i’m too clean
it say saint laurent right down my socks and my shoes strings
i’ve bring bread to the table, i don’t know what you bring
we’re not racing, but if we was, n-gga, you losing
got no safety, my pistol gon’ pop, it’s a .23
and i stay with that .30 attached to that uzi, my life a movie (ah, ah)
n-gga, y’all hatin’ for no reason
y’all just like tryna take pictures with no cheese
get money all season
all of this ice on me, n-gga, i’m so freezin’
i’m in the cut, but my n-gga, i’m not bleedin’
i took a look at your b-tch and i know i’m for sure squeezin’
i take a pint of that lean and i pull three’s in
n-gga, you say you a shooter, but won’t squeeze it (ha)
i took oxycontin, now i feel like a manic
when i hit from the back, it’s too busy, start panickin’
b-tch, i’m your daddy now, i feel like anakin
i’m not a toddler, got bottles and rattles and
stay with a chop and a mag, that’ll handlе it
f-ck is you talkin’ bout, ho? you can not even stand up or hang with us
you n-ggas snitchin’ for sure, i can tеll that you put all the blame on us
oh, oh, guess he gon’ die now
i take a bite out
fah, you wanna fly now
hope the hollow tip bullets gon’ send him to heaven
got a shirt with your face on it to match my 11’s
retro, let go
i made this beat like i’m metro
your shorty said i was boomin’
she tryna f-ck to my music
hit from the back and i’m cruisin’

- joey trap

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