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letra de system (remix) - ka$hrexi

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[intro]
(yeah… yeah,hhh)
(yeah… yeah,hhh)
all of these n-ggas the same
all of these n-ggas too lame
all of these n-ggas the same
all of these n-ggas too lame
(sh-t… is that rexi?)

[chorus]
(yuh) all of these n-ggas the same
all of these n-ggas too lame
finna go cop a new chain
one that come from johnny dang
i’m ’bout to hop in a range
so i be switching up lanes
don’t give a f-ck ’bout the fame
don’t give a f-ck ’bout the fame
swear to god, i’ll never change
may thе money go up, may the money comе down, so instead i be keep the change
and i don’t give a f-ck ’bout these n-ggas that’s talking that sh-t, ‘coz i know they be lame
(yeah… yeah,hhh)
(yeah… yeah,hhh)

[verse 1]
man i be going insane, sippin’ on lean ’til i faint
i feel that sh-t in my brain, i feel that sh-t in my veins
i’m the studio cooking up hits and my lil brother saying “godd-mn”
i cannot stop ’til i’m countin’ on hunnidz on hunnidz on hunnidz of rands
i put that sh-t on my gang, i put that sh-t on my name
put some respect on my name, you can get popped in the brain
i’m getting high as a plane, feeling just like i’m bruce wayne
f-ck n-gga reach for my chain… lil’ n-gga you know you can’t
[verse 2]
who the f-ck you? (uh)
that n-gga is an imposter
run up on me, you gon’ meet with the monster
i got a hoe that look like w-lly wonka
i wanna hop in a big body tonka
scoring on hoes like i’m diego costa
i got a b-tch with a nickname rhonda
swerving on hoes like i hopped in a honda

[verse 3]
n-ggas know that i’m the man
i just got me a new chain
i heard that hoe was your main
sorry, that hoe for the gang
don’t give a f-ck ’bout a thang
run up on me, no you can’t
all you gon’ hear is a bang
all you gon’ hear is a (?)

[chorus]
all of these n-ggas the same
all of these n-ggas too lame
finna go cop a new chain
one that come from johnny dang
i’m ’bout to hop in a range
so i be switching up lanes
don’t give a f-ck ’bout the fame
don’t give a f-ck ’bout the fame
swear to god, i’ll never change
may the money go up, may the money come down, so instead i be keep the change
and i don’t give a f-ck ’bout these n-ggas that’s talking that sh-t, ‘coz i know they be lame
(yeah… yeah,hhh)
(yeah… yeah,hhh)

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