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letra de lavel - lavel

i gotta come a little, uh
(how you gotta come n-gga)
more relaxed
(yeah)
like i’m just talkin’ on the track
(bring the beat up)
can’t let my feelings get a hold of me
all mine n-gga
(here we go again)
diamond cutz
it’s a cold world
soopa villain lavel, get em all f-ck jail
the only villain left with this heart on my chest
so you b-tches wanna test, give ’em a kiss, ok bet
may you rest through your flesh, bullets lodged in your chest
who really want it, who next lemme flex
beat you dead in your sh-t, by thе m-th-f-ckin check
yeah i’m mad what’s it to you, you ain’t felt what i fеlt
you ain’t dealt with what i dealt, you can’t fit my belt
sv tatted on my heart, you will never steal my soul
carbon-copies, frankensteins, man they all john does
this is not a diss rap only cold straight facts
if i’m lyin’ you can file a lawsuit for that
yeah this n-gga can read, yeah my sh-t up to speed
all love, no creed, spent it all on trees
burn it in your front yard, do somethin’ if you hard
i’ma have to call the dogs have you sh-ttin’ in your drawers
i’m tryin’ to keep it on ‘lax, but you n-ggas whack
so i’ma take it to your back, like a ninja with an axe
when i see you, get smacked, don’t be actin like that
i’m just talkin’ on the track, tryin’ give you a lil slack
i ain’t sneakin’ joe, we can take it to the back
i’ll beat your m-th-f-ckin’ ass like that
juggalos got your back and juggalos are the sh-t
but we grown ass m-th-f-ckin men in this b-tch
with some shots to give, n-gga you ain’t sh-t
i ain’t really wanna go, but you drove me to this
so i’ma take a dare, but i’ma keep it fair
i only f-cked her one time, she met me at the frayer
bar-none m-th-f-cker i ain’t holdin’ back sh-t
but i know somebody wife, suck a real good d-ck
yeah i like to share too, but i ain’t kissed that b-tch
now retire m-th-f-cka you will never be rich
and this is me
lavel n-gga, east side lavel n-gga
[outro: cuzo]
i told you boys, diamond boys don’t play you feel me?
n-ggas runnin’ around with makeup on they face you feel me?
n-ggas and they kissed yo b-tch you feel me and she still sucked that d-ck, you feel me?
none of these hoes phased ‘cuz it’s true talk, b-tch i told you that it is
we spit it out, it do what it does, b-tch, watch the street, listen to the tape, we outta here

- lavel

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