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letra de intro - lil bean

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[intro]
(reece, take ’em to church)

[verse]
yeah, this that get-back
catch me in that widebody, this the big ‘cat
‘member i was broke as f-ck, had to fix that
heard them n-ggas took your rollie, where your wrist at?
yeah, chop ’em, break ’em down like a kit kat
rockin’ big boy diamonds, where his kits at?
yeah, tell ’em if it’s up, ain’t no chit-chat
baby, i’m a real n-gga, we can’t mix that
big rings, my sh-t bling
got a big-ass fn in my ripped jeans
nah, the homie ain’t the homie, he done switched teams
bro got purple in his cup like he pimp c
but he tryna kick the cup, yeah
four pockets stuffed, yeah, a hundred ain’t enough
b-tch, i really had it rough, uh, all my n-ggas up
probably pull up with your crush, got these n-ggas puffed, yeah
put in overtime, i been clocked in
bro just hopped inside the ride with a chopstick
yeah, tell them n-ggas try it, we is not them
shout-out to my real n-ggas, know we locked in
i just had to get it back, yeah, turned it to the max
i just seen a n-gga fold to the streets, couldn’t adapt
i just hit cuz phone, inquirin’ ’bout another strap
i’m from vietnam valley, some call that sh-t iraq
i was watchin’ beaner close when him and po was cookin’ crack
man, i swear i miss my n-gga, he go brazy with the [?][1:11]
i just hit my n-gga reece and we just made another slap
bae just bought me somethin’ crazy, d-mn, you gon’ be hard to match
lately, i’ve been goin’ crazy, i put my city on the map
she say, “beaner, it’s your car, then why you always in the back?”
sh-t, i’m just peepin’ through the curtain, my glock in lap, i’m countin’ racks
had to hire an accountant so i can keep this sh-t intact
and we gon’ leave it off the net and keep the street sh-t in the streets
got a couple n-ggas down, i hold ’em down until they free
i seen a n-gga buy si’s to keep up, his chain cheap
been havin’ dreams and nightmares, feelin’ like my n-gga meek
if i’m the only n-gga drivin’, don’t got a tint, they know it’s me
me and bro [?][1:41]
now i’m always on tip, no matter what, can’t go to sleep
mind your n-ggas in the hood, the splash bros shoot from deep

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