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letra de not today - kur & pnb rock

[chorus: pnb rock]
n-gg-s always tryna copy yeah
n-gg-s tryna steal the sauce
you don’t want these problems, nah
you don’t wanna get involved
came up from the bottom, yeah
i get it with my dawgs
came up from the bottom, yeah
i did it with my dawgs
this sh-t crazy
n-gg-s they be, in the way
i’m too wavy
you can’t play me, not today
this sh-t crazy
n-gg-s they be, in the way
i’m too wavy
you can’t play me, not today

[verse 1: kur]
yeah, i started off rapping my sh-t was blunt
these n-gg-s keep jacking i switched it up
block hot i was trapping ain’t give a f-ck
poured gas in the wood bouta dump the guts
i trapped in the hood and doubled up
some n-gg-s was moving and now they stuck
b-tch confusing don’t know what she want
i’m waking up moody it’s from the drugs
the t-shirt is gucci, i’m by the buck
this b-tch must be stupid tryna line me up
i can’t let a groupie b-tch tie me up
louie’s is low top don’t tie them up
make a sharp left i was in the trunk
sandwich bag full and i got it tucked
it was all cool til my flow was touched
dished one of these off and i got back up
used to sell tree i was in a rush
used to hide tree that was in the bush
head full of peas used to need a brush
grabbed these qp’s and re’ed right up
this sh-t is easy i’m steaming up
this sh-t is easy i’m steaming up
grabbed a qp and re’ed right up (grabbed a qp and re’ed [?])

[verse 2: pnb rock]
uhh
aw man, not again
n-gg-s thinking that we friends, til’ i pull up in a benz
3 n-gg-s with me strapped behind the tent
i bet you woke up this morning, n-gg- you ain’t think that this would be the end
you should’ve never said my name
looking for some fame, now you in the wind
meanwhile b-tch i’m still trapping, in the hood with the real action
i heard your man got k!lled just the other day n-gg- and you still lacking [?]
n-gg-s out here slipping f-cking with these b-tches, that’s when sh-t really happen
me? i’m still in the trenches, getting chicken like a bunk bed, i’m still stacking
woke up in the trap, atlantic records on my back
if you supposed to be in the studio, why you riding round with a strap?
they don’t know that i’m attached, to the f-cking hood that’s a fact
smoking dope sipping act, stealing sauce get you whacked

- kur pnb rock

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