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letra de day or night - krispylife kidd & rmc mike

[intro: eastside reup]
primo, turn this sh-t up
primo beats, on the track
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: eastside reup]
how you want it? we can get this sh-t here in a day and night
ain’t doin sh-t for free, that’s on the real they gotta pay me right
four kit forreal, b-tch you know we live a crazy life
remember what i told you last week, b-tch this a different price
told you i wasn’t gon’ spare yo ass, i ain’t gon’ tell you twice
turn around forreal can get that sh-t gone in a night
ayy don’t come around me flexin, f-ck around, mightlose your life
you see bando in the cut, that’s a scary sight
f-ck i look like tryna fight, my n-ggas shoot people
me and a fifty ball inside the car, it’s a two seater
doing good with this sh-t, but i’ll still sell some white
i don’t know sh-t else forreal, ’cause i been grinding all my life, p-ssy
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
b-tch what you want for these? what’s the price
i gotta use the glove, ’cause i used the condom twice
wanna see something different, hang with krispylife
my n-gga dropped a plr, he don’t live a pistol life
i been near k!lled you b-tch, i don’t be pickin’ fight
i got a bad b-tch with me, congolese and rice
i think i’m in love with this freak, i done hit her twice
i think i’m a hater, i done shot the opp’s spinners twice
i went to gary two weeks ago, i got a kit coming
i ain’t askin’ “is you hungry?” i got d-ck for you
this b-tch’ll blow your ‘fro out, i got a pick for you
dawg talking bout he want what? i got six for you

[verse 3: rmc mike]
bro want some topside hard, i got some pit for him
angry as h-ll i hit my b-tch with the stiff arm
thirty thousand on the floor, i hit the road without no insurance
plug said he ain’t never runnin’ out, he got a brick farm
first kit, i spent forty thousand, guess i’m doin’ good
fell in love with zaza, now them perkys is my favorite drug
should be embarrassed what you poured up in the pop, we pourin’ eights and up
pulled out, i bust straight on her nose, f-cked her facial up
primo hit me with this slow as beat, and f-cked my style up
rio let me put on all the chains, i almost drowned one
ran out of newports, f-ck it, fire a black and mild up
i’m doing good but backed up on taxes, i never filed once

- krispylife kidd rmc mike

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