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letra de believe in l's - larry bird

[hook: larry bird]
i’m the motherf-ckin’ -ssed but i still believe in l’s
so if you believe in that then we go stay out of jail
always workin’ never p-ssed out, be smokin’ till we cash out [x2]

[verse 1: larry bird]
6am, bright and early, it’s time to wake up
got still dawn it’s always time to get that cake son
workin’ bricks and no i ain’t a mason
success is my dream b-tch we pay for chasin’
unlike you f-cks i actually make my dreams reality
i blow you out the water like i am the spanish fleet
open wide dirt, i gotta take a leak
steady pimpin’ might catch me in the streets
i’m racked up, but i wanna be legal
i keep on droppin’ hits so i can get a record deal
my pockets fat, i ain’t worried ’bout the next meal
i’m so high above your life you can call me neal
at first my words were kinda shot, but now they make sense
i can understand benjamin, i got a sixth sense
no accountin’ but i’d say that is an expense
i got a yam not for shootin’ it’s for defense

[hook]

[verse 2: blockheadz]
blockheadz go hard, if you holdin’ on to work yo -ss gon’ get robbed
cl to the mob, broad day, ak, shootin’ outta cars
blockheadz go hard, shorty suck d-ck so good i swear to god
i’m turnt up, i’m turnt up, i’m with the turn up squad
turn down, turn down, b-tch for what?
k!llin’ sleaze in the cut
smokin’, drinkin’, drivin’ i don’t give a f-ck
pants saggin’, tuggin’, hold ’em, b-tches on my nuts
rollin’ up, she rollin’ up, i love to chief some blunts
yeah b-tch, i love to stunt
started in the back, now i’m the n-gga in the front
please don’t make me nervous i smoke you like a blunt
you see me, better break like imma tell you once

[hook]

[verse 3: blockheadz]
i’m blowin’ heads, smokin’ l’s, i need them blockheadz outta jail
taught a city brother’s mail, i’m so quick to f-ckin’ tell
late nights, low to jail, turn them [?] frail
all these b-tches know me well, they be givin’ head and tails
f-ck it, f-ck it, f-ck it all
b-tch i love to cash out, b-tch i never been broke
never had my -ss out
now need desperado, off the drug i p-ss out
if a n-gga talk wrong, b-tch we stomp they -ss out
do you believe in l’s, 3-12, cl?
that’s all i f-ckin’ yell
b-tch my face is always stale
let a n-gga think they tough, with them hammers we gon’ nail
we goin’ squad, moe, man my n-ggas down to k!ll
n-ggas rappin’ street sh-t, b-tch i do this sh-t for real
robbin’ n-ggas all the time, i refuse to miss a meal [x2]

[hook]

[outro]

- larry bird

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