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letra de back in business - king twano

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reminiscing bout them digits
i’m with sha we done did it
no more talk we back to business
in the stu we cooking bangers
i be balling like a laker
i be dragging we might take her
want that bag we might shake her
gave her back her boyfriend hate her
yeah i’m with my n-gga maino
been my dawg since play dough
the sl!ckest ones like tadoe
music banging just like yayo
give these n-ggas halos
her p-ssy like alfredo
all up on it broke the table
break her back now she disabled
put these n-ggas on the spot
show these n-ggas who they not
talk my sh-t and never stop
only worried bout a knot
they keep asking bout the music asking when it’s gonna drop
man i got the game on lock
i’m the one that’s gonna pop
if i died today they would say i’m another pac
i’m the one that’s worth a lot
i’m only worried bout the top
spent this check all by myself
yeah this chain look like it melt
got yo b-tch all on my phone, treat that b-tch like clientele
and they say i’m too conceited cause i’m worried bout myself
i put money in they pockets now they worried bout my wealth
ima self made n-gga, money stacking like its jigga
jiggy n-gga from the west, yeah i call nuke that’s my hitta
i call boosie, that’s my k!lla
yeah don’t make me go gorilla
got 2 b-tches in exchange man i feel like bryson tiller
got this check all by myself
want patek that’s money spent
i want m’s in bank account
i want rollie on my wrist
i got shooters, i gotta demons that will hit you in ya sh-t
spent 300 on my wrist, that cost way more than your rent
ima boss n-gga, yeah i’m dripping sauce n-gga
i got flavor, b-tch i’m litty yeah i’m with the mob n-gga
came from nothin, now we taking trips to the mall n-gga
4-5 bags on me, don’t care what it cost n-gga
on my steelo
take it like i’m deebo
got this metal on me you would thought i was magneto
haters gotta problem, wanna shoot it like a free throw
did it by myself so why they hating off of me fo’
got yo b-tch
shawty love my drip
from the west
twano with the hits
got them clips
we could make em rip
gas pack
smoke another zip
less talking bout that other sh-t, i put a middle finger to the government
a couple shootas and they busting yeah got the chopper sounding like its stuttering
you a p-ssy in the lions den, this a mans world and you suffering
death can be around the corner, even on ya door step who you f-cking with
they put guns in the church, they got blood on the bible
i was praying for the same n-ggas who was gonna k!ll me for survival
having lunch with my demons, idolizing n-ggas, better off rivals
talking down on my peers, same time i was really they idol
glorifying all these k!llings, tryna figure out who realer
anybody can k!ll a n-gga, white folks still wanna lynch us

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