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letra de menace - lefty gunplay, jasonmartin & the game

[intro: the game & jasonmartin]
wake yo’ punk ass up for the twenty-five shot
straight up menace
i grew up to be a straight up menace, g

[verse 1: lefty gunplay]
armed and dangerous, ballpark’s most hated sh-t
i’m my grandma’s favorite, trailer park, i hated it
break her heart through thick and thin, d-mn, i miss you in the bed
heavy nightmares every single f-ckin’ night, like where you been?
i’m supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
said i’m the only reason why … got exposure
even though i’m on the postеr, disrespect the promotеr
and soul is still trippin’ on me because he wants me sober
my co-defendant just rolled it up in the pen, in the ho
known him since we was little, when i see him he’ll get smoked

[chorus: the game]
straight up menace, g
so i guess i gotta crash out ’cause i ain’t finished
i grew up to be a straight up menace, g
straight up menace, g
so i guess i gotta crash out ’cause i ain’t finished
i grew up to be a straight up menace, g

[verse 2: lefty gunplay]
careful what you wish for, i’ll see you in prison again
heard the other day from some b-tches you pregnant again
remember just the other day we did a drive-by in the benz?
yeah, it’s sweater weather, baby girl, better than twice a year
i snap back to reality, i d-mn near lost my family
last year, around this time, i lost my sanity
i was havin’ dreams about rappin’ and fools were laughin’ at me
and now you wanna feature for free, you got some audacity
at southern california, thirteen, maxin’ capacity
i was just in pelican bay, ain’t no one would answer me
now i’m at the strip club, i throw bands, she dance for me
your baby daddy on the gang, he a fan for me
[chorus: the game]
straight up menace, g
so i guess i gotta crash out ’cause i ain’t finished
i grew up to be a straight up menace, g

[outro: the game]
and livin’ in the projects, gettin’ paid off the clucks
and the county checks, i’m comin’ fresh out of the high school
never did i wonder that the motherf-ckin’ hood would take me under
yeah, i’m kickin’ it with the homies and they got the strap
clack, clack, clack, clack, clack, clack

- lefty gunplay jasonmartin the game

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