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letra de white meat - king harris

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah , yeah

[hook]
seen a lot a bricks a lot a bird
you get enough a this right there on the curb
yeah that’s that white meat, that’s that white meat
i’ll bust a n-gga head to that white meat

[verse 1]
i be on ma job i be on ma job
cruising for a bruising had to make a stop
baby say we fresh up out the cigarillos
but i’m up in this p-ssy don’t know what to tell her
so why that eighty nine with the leopard skin
now i got these hating n-ggas checking in
had to make them evil b-tches fall inline
they say life’s a b-tch i hope they know she one a mine
look at all these f-ck n-gga’s att-tude
how they got them real n-ggas packing tools
me no like no pressure, me no like no pressure
wrote out my confession left that on the dresser
if everything about me doing wrong i don’t wanna be right
said i don’t wanna be right what can i say
it’s just one a these nights, move, out of your mind
got them fools on tools you must be out of your minds
you must be out of your mind

[hook]
seen a lot a bricks a lot a bird
you get enough a this right there on the curb
yeah that’s that white meat ,that’s that white meat
i’ll bust a n-gga head to that white meat

[verse 2]
ii be on ma grills i be on ma grills
all ma n-ggas real ain’t no counterfeits
all ma n-ggas love when the drama thick
bet he never heard a cl1ck till the llama cl1cked
i can’t understand i can’t understand
i just gave you cash right there in your hand
you can ask your man you can ask your man
you ain’t gotta do sh-t up in this rubberband
better make it count better make it count
i was up a grand he was short an ounce
oh he know the drill let that n-gga chill
catch him at the next one like was really real
strip him to his socks in broad day
ain’t give a f-ck about a cop hence broad day
he took me over to that spot that’s all day
and left another n-gga leaking in the hallway
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[hook]
seen a lot a bricks a lot a bird
you get enough a this right there on the curb
yeah that’s that white meat ,that’s that white meat
i’ll bust a n-gga head to that white meat

[outro]
nah my n-gga what happened when you walk out that door
when i walked out the door y’all n-ggas was going at it in the middle of the street
that one n-gga knocking -beep- he must have knocked
i rushed over there i stepped in the [?] with my jeans is
like yo he got the going in
you know how how these n-ggas be trippin over b-tches and sh-t
i come outside this n-ggas [?] i just i don’t know who it was so i just
grabbed a n-gga and started hockey punching a n-gga you know what i mean (laughing)
i just started hockey punching a n-gga dragging a n-gga through the puddle then i looked over there this n-gga got a burner in your face (yeah man) i had shot this n-gga in the mouth
he ran up behind me i ain’t no zombie man (apparently that was the wrong n-gga to punch though)
i’m glad he ain’t shoot me though cause man (i was over there i thought you was dead for real my n-gga i thought yo -ss was dead, though you got toasted)

- king harris

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