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letra de no pain,no dream(everyday life) - kes tokyo

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yeah…
lemme go in
y-s-k,yung shawty kes,you heard?!

my whole team is up,k.s.g rocking it
yung shawty kes got his bey blades chopping it
n-gga straight gd up,i remain loyally
i’m ill like a crazy m-th-rf-cker i need therapy
i set it straight,game tight like a soccer shoe
you taking off like the wheels in the mini coop
i give them authors something fresh,you should read the book
you make sure you hold steel when you hading to the hood
you f-ck with me ain’t gotta shoot i keeps goons ’round me
got more hoes,i slang yaye,that’s makes more money
affiliated with n-ggas around the whole country
port elian-animal,we beasting like cannibals

catch me in the block,i got it on lock
got b-tches bouncin on me,like i got shocks
“all go hard” harder than a pazzle?
that sh-t ain’t hard,see me when i’m stunnting
i’ll pull up in a range rove in the hood homie
drug money got me living high life you heard me
still hating homie? stop it cause you got me worried
you’ll never be on top,no escalators sorry
mayweather in the club cause the gwap is flowing
throwing money every corner like i’m punching on it
speaking bout the fight,my flow is a wrestler,man i spit that raw sh-t
call it randy orton b-tch

money on my mind,my money’s like my time
see,i’m spending it,cause i gotta shine
pinky ring on my finger,isn’t that on cool?
my watch bigger than a tuma i look like a fool
but i ain’t though,although i jumped cl-sses
me and my homie pat,we use to watch bus p-ssing
i never liked i just wanted to make it big
my plan was to hit the streets just to sell weed
but then i switched hustle,i decide to make hits
without a hammer m-th-rf-cker ,i just spit on beats
maq fruity king,s-mha on my team
that means we ill muf-cker you should hear us sing(so sick)

the streets is watchin if you snitch you get eliminated
my hood loves me on the walls i get animated
port eli love,the friendly city but the people ain’t
my cl!ck comes,clouds appear like its bout to rain
all black everything,from head to toe no stein
n0body fresher than me,i’m like a baby powder
i smoke kush i shoulder lean like that french tower
b-tches call me sweety but they know i think sour
no jelly thots,i’m not w-lly w-nka
yung shawty kes,k!llo stacks,money-heavey-baller
call me other names i’ll run to you like a bull doza
ima cool coca,the coolest sh-t
that means i’m cool than all y’all,i’m the coolest sh-t
r.i.p to all my dawgs who died in the streets
r.i.p to all my homies laying sixfeet
r.i.p to big sis,may she rest in peace
i just hope to make her proud when my record cell big
what up freaky.f! that’s my big cousin
he the one that showed me how to spit sick verses
life’s good but watch out it ain’t a home appliance
i guarantee you f-ck with it its either h-ll or heaven
good girls i f-ck em up send em straight to heaven
you got goons but what’s a goon to my mac eleven
man me and my team we hold steel man we all savage
everything black,black diamond ring
black jeans and they segging stay below my waist
life’s hard so i had to go heavy wait…
n0body can f-ck with shawty kes man i’m the best

i don’t run port eli man i fly it like a private jet
couple n-ggas actin man its like they own the set
a lot of n-ggas wish to see me cuffed on my back
i told my homie s-mha “n-gga always stay strapped”
n0body can f-ck with you when you wear the louis face
they say they run this,no man this ain’t no f-cken run
yep its a game with out a joy pad so use your head
man everybody know me i come from motherwell
i pray to god everyday to let this n-gga live
i pray everyday for ageboyz to make it big
i pray for all my haters in the streets for them to live
mom and dad you’ve raised a strong son,he gon make it big!

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