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letra de california's weezy - juss kev & travon

[verse 1: juss kev]

i feel like none of these n-ggas close to me
and my n-ggas like “sh-t is they supposed to be?”
as i’m approaching thee
top cause i roast a beat, hot like a toaster sweet
and pop’s how i’m supposed to speak
like “guns and drugs” my flow’s complete
na matter a fact all of those are weak
flow so cold that i froze the beat
shouldn’t have came in the game but i chose to skeet
now my rosary is so elite
rappin with the souls of thee
martin luther kings and rosa p
yeah man that’s just how come checks
say sign next to the malcolm x
the income’s money so the outcome’s s-x
no i’m not a square but my style’s complex
as a rubik’s cube
in my rudest mood, like who is you
cause i do this dude while you get booed
chillin while my food get chewed
yeah i’m eatin, they speakin weak when competin
i beat defeat they retreatin
and trust me my n-gga you don’t want to meat like a vegan
and n-ggas call me keek cause i sneak with freaks every weekend
beatin their cheeks then leave the bed squeakin and creakin
cause i bat, batter splat scatter all in that bladder
and now she call me adam cause i’m all that matter
my rap patterns left a trail that saturn
still show with ill flows i k!ll those you lil hoes

[hook: juss kev]

ok i’m california’s weezy
500 degrees heat
my songs on repeat, hear yo sh-t hit delete
you better retreat whenever we meet
used to want my foot in the game and now i’m knee deep
[2x]

[verse 2: travon]

knee deep zero below
my heroes are negros with slightly larger egos
than eagles with three holes
tryna make a sequel, tryna keep it equal
shout out to my amigos
shout out to my people for making this sh-t happen, what’s happenin
to my n-ggas for keeping this sh-t crackin, what’s crackin
not a rapper nor a actor for the factor
but with a p-ssion he’s an active little b-st-rd
i’m tryna capture all my dreams man
that’s why i had to be the weed man
we been smokin and rollin potent sh-t like you know this
verses is spoken like you can’t see what he’s showin
or can’t show what he’s seein
i told them “got it if you need it boy, holla if you need me”
cause i got it for that get low
so shawty hit me if you need those, swifter than a speedo

[verse 2: juss kev]

ok i spit those sick flows, so i rip mo zip codes
and i get dough hit hoes
tell her “sip mo hypno”
and the whip go, slow then i’m speedin it up
coincident as f-ck, no needing no luck
b-tch i’m great, k!ll a 16 or 6 times 8
keep a california mind state
like fat kids at parties i’m just tryna find cake
you don’t know who you f-ckin with like a blind date
if i hit it from the back i’mma make her spine break
n-ggas trying to hate rewind the tape then they say i’m the fake
i’m throwing up fingers like i’m behind the plate
cause i’m that n-gga your girl’s trying to date and i’m…

[hook]

- juss kev travon

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