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letra de the beginning - lil bean & zaybang

[intro: lil bean]
my name bner, i break hearts too
hm, and we just barely gettin’ started (p-p-p-lo, time to bring the bass back)

[chorus: lil bean & zaybang]
and we just barely gettin’ started
you let the b-tch tell it, she gon tell you we the hardest
boy the youngest one, ain’t gettin’ strap in here regardless
you happy ’bout the skit, and you ain’t even hit a target
look, and how the f-ck is you a stepper?
you won’t even slide, if you felt like it was pressure
i feel us gettin’ rich, we gon’ do this sh-t together
they left me in that rain, you can’t tell me ’bout the weather

[verse 1: zaybang]
look, and i ain’t f-ckin’ with no groupie (i ain’t f-ckin’ with no groupie)
only doin’ skits, we ain’t talkin’ ’bout no movie (i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no movie)
nana told me chill, i ain’t never wanna listen (i ain’t never wanna listen)
really from the t’s, we throw up that scotty- (n-gga i can’t start changin’)
n-gga i could never change, i been hopin’ you accept me (i been hopin’ you accept me)
if you feel i’m wrong, why you never just correct me? (why you never just correct me)
b-tches always talk, baby know them b-tches messy (baby know them b-tches messy)
you gotta keep a gun, i could only be aggressive (i could only be aggressive)
we been gettin’ money, now these b-tches wanna choose us (now these b-tches wanna choose us)
i need baby zay, or i be feelin’ like i’m useless (or i be feelin’ like i’m useless)
real street n-gga, i was used to hearin’ shootin’s (i was used to hearin’ shootin’s)
the way she suckin’ d-ck, i had to ask was she toothless (i had to ask was she toothless)
[chorus: lil bean & zaybang]
and we just barely gettin’ started
you let the b-tch tell it, she gon tell you we the hardest
boy the youngest one, ain’t gettin’ strap in here regardless
you happy ’bout the skit, and you ain’t even hit a target
look, and how the f-ck is you a stepper?
you won’t even slide, if you felt like it was pressure
i feel us gettin’ rich, we gon’ do this sh-t together
they left me in that rain, you can’t tell me ’bout the weather

[verse 2: lil bean]
yeah, and we just shook another artist
i been losin’ friends, i been feelin’ heavy hearted
n-gga, we can tell them ain’t v’s, it ain’t water
the store closed down, how the f-ck is you in barneys?
yeah, but you can tell we really demons
the strap always showin’, you gon’ think this b-tch conceited
and baby we ain’t local, we can pull up to your region
on every song i say, “this for trayon”, he the reason
i can’t even f-ck with any b-tch, i guess i’m picky
i ain’t even hit, she always talkin’ ’bout she miss me
i got old hundreds, so i could show ’em to you, nipsey
when n-ggas start to straddlin’ that fence, sh-t get tricky, yeah

- lil bean zaybang

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