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letra de lucky talez - k1dnap

[verse 1]
and i was barely 17
with a car full of dope (yeah)
if you comin’ on the scene you can smell it, that’s for sho’
got a bag full of green
you can smell it through the door
got the dub with my team, and now i’m headed home
to the crib, where i live
maybe catch a f-cking smoke
first i gotta drop the homie off
but it’s just a stop by
on my way there
just rolled a f-cking stop sign
cop lights flashing in my rear view
then i stopped stop
then he pulled me over
on the block, why?
thought they were supposed to stop crime?
then he come up to the window looking at me c-ck-eyed
probably ’cause i’m chillin’ with my homie who a black guy (yeah, huh)
he started walking and my body start to shake
rolled down the windows even though i know it’s gonna stank
right when he get close, i can tell he smelled that dank
i can see it on his face
it’s that stank
what you think?

[chorus]
i got a quarter in the car of that stank sh-t
i got a quarter in the car of that stank sh-t
i got a quarter in the car of that stank sh-t
i got a quarter in the car, what you think b-tch?

[verse 2]
cop came up and said
“please step out the car”
i was shaking, i was breaking
and my heart was beating hard
i was stupid, i was ruthless
should have put it in the jar
should be on my way home instead of thrown behind the bars
man the sh-t not good
got to think in plain sight
got my hands on the hood
while the cop reading my rights
everything gon’ change in my mothaf-cking life
if i end up sleeping in f-cking jail tonight
woah jail tonight
i said i’m scared alright
i hope my parents don’t gotta pay my bail tonight
he said, “come clean man i can help you out
but if you don’t and i find it you know ima sell you out”
so i said i had a pack
and he asked me where it at
i said in the center console or maybe under the mat
it might be in the glove and it might be in the back
made him check a bunch of places where i knew it wasn’t at

[chorus]

[verse 3]
now we getting heated
i can tell he getting mad
but he can’t do nothing ’til he find the f-cking bag
now he checking everything talking 10 book sacks
checked the floor, door, and more just to find the f-cking gas
little did he know it was under the p-ssenger
checked for thirty minutes and his stupid -ss p-ssed it up

“where’s the f-cking weed? f-ck”

- k1dnap

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