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letra de en route - kee valid

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[chorus]

in my city it’s a nightmare, they be coming for yuh soul it ain’t nice here
spin yuh block two times just to catch yuh
in the back seat strapped with the mask on
(x2)

[verse 1]

pull a strap you better let it spray
don’t hesitate

bullet tap your dome in your home then i mediate

i generate my brain for the streets, i see a better place
i operate the bag to the max to see a duplicate

hit the stu with the gang, throw a party
shawtie f-cking with gang, call her thottie

f-ck it up, shake that -ss in the lobby
imma boss, making money, do you copy?

get low, hollup
now bounce back, arch that make it clap, hollup

she wanna guap getter, don’t wanna lame n-gga
wanna n-gga with bout 4, 5 figures

on the block with it, gang
link up pour a shot for me, ayyy

close mouth getting fed n-gga, ayyy
can’t snitch, can’t tell n-gga, gang

[chorus]

in my city it’s a nightmare, they be coming for yuh soul it ain’t nice here
spin yuh block two times just to catch yuh
in the back seat strapped with the mask on

in my city it’s a nightmare, (yea, yea) they be coming for yuh soul it ain’t nice here (yea, yea)
spin yuh block two times just to catch yuh
in the back seat strapped with the mask on

[verse 2] {huncho kuzh}

you play with dog in my city?
that’s a different game (word to mommy)

better stay with dotey pack
a stick for flipping cane

see too many unofficial n-ggas picking lanes (swear)
you swerving mines and this big 4, 5 gon tap your brain (fa, fa, fa)

if you a jack boy don’t think imma stain (never that)
that’s gon’ be a close casket with a picture frame (bet that)

my hitta trigga finger loose
now he up the deuce (say what?)

but he from the 4, b-tch so we sippin’ deuce (on the set)
all these hoes say they love me, just tell me the truth (please)

you just want a birkin’ bag, and my jimmy juice (i know you girl)
all these n-ggas say they down but i know the truth (f-ck outta here)
they’ll snake me if i gave em chance to

hollup

all these hoes say they love me, just tell me the truth (what i said?)
you just want a birkin’ bag, and my jimmy juice (she do)
all these n-ggas say they down but i know the truth (they not)
they’ll snake me if i gave em chance to

[chorus]

in my city it’s a nightmare, they be coming for yuh soul it ain’t nice here
spin yuh block two times just to catch yuh
in the back seat strapped with the mask on
(x2)

- kee valid

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