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letra de let's ride 2 - krevas

[intro:]
yeah, farsighte’s in this b-tch (yeah!)

[verse 1:]
theft is in degrees (aye), left y’all in a coldesac
check is lookin’ clean (aye), plan your breath like alamanac
next up is the greed (aye), finnesse like i’m kaepernick
decks with no reciept (aye), no mess in the cadillac
i get anything i want with all the rims i’m spinnin’ on
takin’ new directions that your map can’t lay a finger on
baby knows i got it with her palms upon the trigger, uh
f-ckin’ with my figures with no paper trail to linger, uh!
trashbag snoopin’ from the last batch movin’ from the
hatchback roofin’ for the last laugh cruisin’ on the
hashtag movement with no flashback roofin’ for the
cashman lootin’, gotta watch your steps fluid
takin’ a puff while i’m makin’ the buffs that are ready for me to get out of the rutt
when on the road i be makin’ the run ’cause of all of the funds in acc-mulation
bummin’ the b-tt of a wesson and son so that all of the cuts can be formin’ a lump
stuntin’ my way to the power of trump so i start to amaze without tellin’ a bluff

[chorus:]
alright (load ’em up, pop the trunk)
let’s ride (give no f-cks, let it bump)
all night long
(cruisin’ in a chevrolet, i could do this every day)
alright (load ’em up, pop the trunk, yah)
let’s ride (give no f-cks, let it bump, yah!)
to the morn’ to dawn
(rhodes so smooth these roads are clear)

[verse 2:]
tabernacle habitat for artificial artifacts
that never gave a heart attack to people in the struggle
tamper with an ambience to benefit our m-ss effects
to many type of audiences with something to huddle
earnin’ my way to get up to the top, all this time i’m never sober
swervin’ my way to get into the spot, not a chance i’m pullin’ over
learnin’ a way to lose all of my costs, so mi casa’s never colder
no i got no shame yeah, i’ll take all your pay yeah!
(woo!) 32’s are movin’, quick –
movement for my ludacris manuevers through the alley splits
looters on the un’offence with boomin’ tunes and stewin’ hits
sooner or later we’ll be ready to leave the city limits
with no haste to celebrate, baby girl appreciates
one hand on the steering, the other one on the shifting brake
with a taste of love and hate, maybe to evacuate
your hand on the framing, the other’s counting all our mistakes

[verse 3:]
uh…i expected more from myself
i sit outside a motel, a cigarette in mobile
more built in the mindsh-ll, minin’ finds an ordeal
get more from the new pills, but this still holds its appeal
never goin’ up hill, losin’ roots in saw mills
get more truth in one meal that you root to do as unreal
heh…shootout in the blue field
cruisin’ through the gold hills, never knew of details
grindin’ like i’m b-real, sparkin’ like i’m derailed
flabbergast a female with the highest sense of retail
lay your cents in my pail like i would need to make bail
borded up like house of cards when i create the whole bale
i got, what you don’t got
sit still, let me show off
take a breath and run away before the chances dissapate
and make the move that you were raised to do to make it through today, so –

[outro:]
let’s ride, right into the sunrise
to find, peace and serenity
seeping through the floor of my own lifestyle
with many worth while
let’s ride, right into the sunset
to find, credit cards and rain checks
many more come but many more go
sittin’ back and f-ckin’ sh-t in my 7-0
(all right) load ’em up, pop the trunk, yah
(let’s ride) give no f-cks, let it bump, yah!
all night long (cruisin’ in a chevrolet, i could do this everyday)

- krevas

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