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letra de water type - krugga

verse 1:
i came from the bottom the slums
f-ckin’ sh-t up
n-ggas still f-ckin’ sh-t up
puffin’ out herb in my circle
sippin’ on purple
writin’ my feelings in journals
i remember when my mother had ebt
watchin’ 106 and park on bet
always stay low-key can’t see me bleed
but you see me one day when i’m b.i.g
now i’m comin’ up off of the drip
high as a b-tch
smoke till it turns to a clip
takin’ your b-tch to the crib
she takin’ some sips
after we makin’ a fl!ck
reminiscing on the days when i had about nothin
turning my nothings to somethings
none of you b-tches was there when a n-gga was nothin’
so none of you b-tches i’m lovin
i got food for thought just stacked up on my f-ckin’ plate, b-tch
time progresses is out
go ahead and cop that tape, b-tch
ain’t no time to wait i’m bout to sn-tch what i can take, b-tch
if money’s fallin’ through i’m gonna have to get my rake, b-tch
’cause i’m tired of livin’ life this the f-ck i feel
if music don’t work i’ma rob and steal
ain’t had enough n-ggas starve without no meal
ain’t had enough n-ggas that just kept it real
made a deal with the devil god rest my soul
after livin’ this life my warm heart turned cold
and i got this ice on just to match what’s numb
i was made for this sh-t you n-ggas think i’m dumb
but this is the end i’m just servin’ you n-ggas
you n-ggas played out like rehearsals my n-gga
i jumped over you just like hurdles my n-gga
and swipe your b-tch out like a metro my n-gga
soon enough n-gga it’ll be krugga’s time
if it doesn’t come soon then i’m takin’ what’s mine
sunning you all like you’re under my shine
and i keep climbin’ up till there’s nothin’ to climb
verse 2:
yo, dirty boy straight out the jungle (yeah)
all of you n-ggas in trouble (woah)
free all my dogs in a muzzle (yeah)
that’s not a lot make it double (double that)
you n-ggas cannot compare (no)
i need a lil’ baby that’s rare (yo)
she got her own mommy
that’s what we share
we got the cheat code this sh-t is not fair (woah)
watch how i k!ll it
watch how i flip it
build up my stock
feelin’ like pac
me and my team we go straight to the top (woah)
we do not talk to the opps (nah)
final form lookin’ like frieza (woah)
got me a bad b-tch she rita (woah)
yeah dawg i know how to treat her (woah)
my baby girl is a diva (yeah)
find me a new one and leave her
d-mn
what
(what)
what
(what)
yo
do her dirty
show no mercy
mama didn’t cop the pay-per-view (yeah)
i’m big drip
from that dirty rottin’ dojo crew
whoa, dog, whoa
whoa, drippin’ off that
ooh, yeah
okay, uh, yeah, watch how i flip it
uh, uh, k!ll it, k!ll it

ooh, yeah
yo, i’m mr. feeny, schoolin’ these n-ggas bars
alright

- krugga

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