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letra de time to die - lil b

[intro]
b-tch mob respect da b-tch
let’s get it
volume 1

[verse 1]
one time to live, one time to die
i’ma ride at night, n-gga hoping i’ma [?]
man erase the haters [?]
pray for their life, forget anyway
i’ma wake up today
i’m addicted to the drug, in the streets people be hating
i told myself until i motherf-ckin’ rest
man, i pick my battles, i’m a the f-cking banger
i’ma react to the head on a n-gga retainer
didn’t know the boss so i had to detain him
caught one body, he ain’t even gon’ frame him
turn one fight into the time that he laid him
on the backstreet n-gga, couldn’t n0body save him
[?] that i raised him
i know you, you a motherf-ckin’ copy
found the dude, had to do that sh-t sloppy
i ain’t tryna say i’m no gangsta
but you ain’t gonna be real to have this motherf-cking anger
catch you on your court n-gga, you up in danger
never thought of the day you would be an angel
f-ck the faking, n-gga green no money
n-gga f-ck the system, n-ggas gon’ die tryna please they missing
can’t stand the heat, get the f-ck up out the kitchen
feeling like my life is at the crossroads
white dude n-gga, turn on your [?]
i ain’t never been so i gotta go hard n-gga

[interlude]
yeah, real talk

[verse 2]
cause they all got the books of life
i took a page man, they guns is in the clouds
man he walking with a hand in hand
n-gga he still f-cking the b-tch man, broke her heart
n-ggas trapped in the mindset
real men, not real n-ggas
and i’m a black man, white man
green man, blue man, tan man
yellow man, yellow man
brown man, brown bag
with the liquor and the funyons in it
i be dusting out store n-gga like it’s nothing
n-ggas be hating and i love it
i put the pistol in his -ss and make that b-tch go f-ck it
motherf-ck this, ain’t a discussion man
you f-ck with lil b, give his -ss a concussion
and i’m [?]
i don’t bother n0body, i be chillin’, i’m hustlin’
n-gga and i be wanting the billions
man it’s real easy
my kids in the future, i don’t want nothing
play ten, n-gga had the [?]
n-gga i talked to my dad and i still think he a b-tch
just cause i rhyme, n-gga f-ck that sh-t
n-gga f-ck their feelings
[?] dump ’em in it n-gga
n-gga we rocking and we rocking
got ten blocks and i hope they stop it n-gga
i hope they don’t rock ’em, hit em with the chopper
n-ggas sit his -ss down, make him look like his father
or a old n-gga, really f-cking moldy
n-gga can’t do this sh-t, you really think he holy
his body all holy man
that n-gga look like he praying cause he all holy
cause he stay holy, b-tch

[outro]
lil b man, let’s get it
b-tch mob respect da b-tch volume 1

- lil b

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