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letra de don't go outside - lil' b

man we rocking to the motherf-cking top, like i said man, hoop life mixtape man, we don’t take nothing from n-body, we got b-tches, we got money, we got swag, before everything we based, aye, imma tell you something man, tiny pants everything, b-tch mob in this motherf-cka, we got b-tches

f-ck you new n-gg-s, man that’s how i feel
and f-ck you old n-gg-s, man that’s how i feel
50 grand show b-tch, no deal
sweet talking me, b-tch you’ll get yo -ss killed
man you broke -ss promoters can’t book me
f-ck ten thousand n-gg-, what the lick read?
f-ck holding weight b-tch, what the zip be?
robbed the drug dealer, all my zips free
in miami with a young b-tch
quit talking about the law i’m not dumb b-tch
n-gg- motherf-ck the law i’m eating crumbs b-tch
and i broke the b-tch jaw in one-on-one b-tch
leave me alone, i work too hard
i’m that b-tch with a green card
man this life is a f-cking gamble
so i discipline b-tches and set examples

[hook x2:]
i murk young n-gg-s and i murk old n-gg-s
i don’t go outside no mo n-gg-
i’m doing life in my mansion
with these bad b-tches dancing

i’m just trying to eat, bruh can you put me on
it’s not my fault a n-gg- dealt shady cards
i hit my licks and b-tch i took a charge
i’m so filthy rich, boy i swear to god
if you come from the hood you know my problem
i step straight outside, them n-gg-s started choppin’
erybody in the club, just started howling
when he gave me that look i know he got problems
i never start sh-t, i’m gonna end it
i told them n-gg-s it’s thanksgiving
man f-ck them n-gg-s like it’s thanksgiving
i ride through that city, with the chopper spinning
in the suburbs, n-gg-, with the guns and dope
this is not just a black thing no mo!
i pimp myself n-gg- like a pimp a ho
man tell me sh-t hot man you need to go

[hook x2]

how you gon’ eat, b-tch how you gon’ sleep?
i’m geeked off the fame i can’t f-cking sleep
keep my eyes open, all my eyes open
n-gg-s try to play me, b-tch that iron totin’
i don’t gotta play games, i’m not the best actor
just because you a nerd, don’t mean you a backpacker
this is backpack rap with the dope in it
this that underground rap with that c-ke in it
a little weed, let me roll a blunt
i’m off to la with my n-gg-s
i’m off to la with my n-gg-s
i’m out in la f-cking b-tches
i’m out in la f-cking b-tches
and lil b, n-gg- this for real
drive maybach b-tch and i’m popping pills
i don’t talk sh-t, b-tch that will get you killed
…b-tch

[hook x2]

- lil b

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