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letra de angels - koolbenja

[intro]
ayy
yeah
you can’t f-ck with this, you can’t f-ck with this
yeah, nah, you can’t f-ck with this, you can’t f-ck with this

[verse 1]
(yeah) you the middleman if you ain’t bossin’
gеt the f-ck up out my face with all that clown sh-t
i might call up on your ho on some dumb sh-t
you takе her to lunch and i’ma f-ck her in my junction
like, woah! you should hit me up when you gon’ travel ’round the world
she say, “you can’t sit one place no more if you want to be heard”
i told her, “i don’t f-ck with lame n-ggas, same goes for these lame b-tches”
n-gga, don’t talk to me if it ain’t business, put this sh-t in the street until they feel us
you can’t f-ck with this, (nope) you can’t f-ck with that (nah)
you can’t f-ck with me, (yeah) you can’t f-ck with the squad (yeah)
you can’t f-ck with my gees, (ayy) you can’t f-ck with the keys (on god!)
you can’t f-ck with the hoes, (okay) you can’t f-ck with the bees! (let’s go)
[hook]
see these angels in the sky when i get baked and i get fried (fried)
if you ain’t busy ’round this time, girl, we can take you on a ride (ride)
my hands is sticky, (sticky) from this sh-t and from lil’ missy (lil’ missy)
you can’t miss me, i walk around with my drip in the precinct (precinct)
i don’t play defense, (defense) these b-tches come around and go like the weekend -whistle-
you can’t diss me, i’ll hit you with hits on hits in a sequence

[verse 2]
crew got me high, i can’t even trust my eyes
angels in the sky, won’t you lead me on my life?
looked her in her eyes, kissed her cheek, and said goodbye
i be wildin’ with the guys, you can’t kick me on the side, yeah
elevate like we took the motherf-ckin’ lift
you can bet on your b-tch, n-ggas know that we the sh-t, yeah
i got the sauce on me, of course, my n-ggas is ready to k!ll
you talkin’ that sh-t? know that sh-t can get real
and that is a fact, so f-ck how you feel (yeah!)
i’m just tryna focus my dreams, dodgin’ police, my sh-t is illegal
and i’m outchea making my beats, they hatin’ on me for no reason
pull up on my side, do that sh-t that you been sayin’
if you were a side, then, baby girl, you’d be my favourite

[hook]
see these angels in the sky when i get baked and i get fried (fried)
if you ain’t busy ’round this time, girl, we can take you on a ride (ride)
my hands is sticky, (sticky) from this sh-t and from lil’ missy (lil’ missy)
you can’t miss me, i walk around with my drip in the precinct (precinct)
i don’t play defense, (defense) these b-tches come around and go like the weekend -whistle-
you can’t diss me, i’ll hit you with hits on hits in a sequence
[outro]
crew got me high, i can’t even trust my eyes
angels in the sky, won’t you lead me on my life?
looked her in her eyes, kissed her cheek, and said goodbye
i be wildin’ with the guys, you can’t kick me on the side, yeah

- koolbenja

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