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letra de 2am - kruk one & cng

[intro]
(don saulo on the track)
ayy, look

[verse 1: kruk one]
i pray the lord, he done got my back in these times
been the f-ckin’ realest, ain’t much of my kind
got shooters that’ll bust down (ayy), born to be a suspect (ayy)
young rich kids still ballin’ with a bus pass
actin’ like a girl, you’ll get smacked how you actin’
i ain’t gang bang, i get money by the batches (yup)
couldn’t catch me slippin’, i got forty-five stashes
tryna home invade, i got k!llers at my address (rrah, bah, bah)
time runnin’, i think i hear that tick-tock (that tick-tock)
in my city anywhere they hear that sh-t pop (that sh-t pop)
my name is kruk and i do for it that hip-hop
loved by those who blood, talk to the crip, boy, oh
i go down like a chaser (like a chaser), uh
my chick bad with no makeup (ain’t no makeup), uh
i’m my own motivator
self-made hooligan, anti-hater (anti)
for sure, look

[chorus: kruk one]
ayy, it ain’t right (it ain’t right)
two a.m. on the dot, a summer night (summer night), ayy
look, you know the villains down to slide (down to slide)
you ain’t want another homicide (nah, nah)
homie, let’s ride (i’ve been gettin’ to the mula, homie)
let’s ride (with a couple de primeros, homie)
yo, let’s ride (and they all down to ride, homie)
yo, let’s ride, ride (and they all down to ride), ride, ride, ride
[verse 2: cng]
yeah, look, two f-cks when i pull up
el mexicano, all my de primeros know what’s up
yeah, when i was young i tried to tell ’em
that this ’88 chevy gon’ flip, i’m gon’ get it, homie (gon’ get it, homie)
ride slow while my brodie hit the switch (yeah)
always worried ’bout me, homie, mind your business
i’ve been gettin’ to the chili and the mula
i’m a young frijolero, self-made, how i grew up (yeah)
i know you mad ’cause your bag ain’t where it’s supposed to be (nah)
so you wanna hate on a youngin that’s gettin’ fees (nah)
you can do it if you chase what you wanna be
the first thing you gotta do is stop worrying ’bout me (stop)
got it by myself while your ass stayed lazy
walk up in the club, this is cng, baby (uh)
ridin’ with a couple de primeros on the daily (uh)
i’m gettin’ to the chicken and the mula more than maybe

[chorus: kruk one]
uh, ayy, it ain’t right (it ain’t right)
two a.m. on the dot, a summer night (summer night), ayy
look, you know the villains down to slide (down to slide)
you ain’t want another homicide (nah, nah)
homie, let’s ride (i’ve been gettin’ to the mula, homie)
let’s ride (with a couple de primeros, homie)
yo, let’s ride (and they all down to ride, homie)
yo, let’s ride, ride (and they all down to ride), ride, ride, ride
[verse 3: kruk one & cng]
ayy, oh, my mom stayed trippin’ handlin’ my decisions (yeah)
mexican king found his way to the rap business
so i gotta get it nonstop, stay wit’ it
and when we start something, we make sure it’s finished
wanna be the top dawg, head of the game
got problems, got headaches, so we goin’ insane (goin’ insane)
but i gotta deal with the mud when i pray for the rain
i’m a wild muhf-cka unable to be tamed (ha)
straight from the mob town, k!llers make gun sounds (bah)
all we do is pray our babies don’t get shot down
i bet you wouldn’t know about the area code
left my homie alive, i met him again cold, godd-mn (godd-mn)
it’s a hard life, but we stay sane (godd-mn)
watch your back from the haters who ain’t (godd-mn)
ayy, i’m just tryna handle the pain
i’m tryna make it out the city ‘fore the city take the main guy

- kruk one cng

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