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letra de 4eva - lil dre6o

[intro]
(zaytoven)
let’s do it

[chorus]
we on the e-way, d-gg-n’ late night, it’s like five, six cars
my brother be up to sundown ’til the sunrise, tell him stop poppin’ them bars
know you just might get gunned down, hear them gun sounds, you mention me in your song
i’m from the a, we put that sh-t on every day, no, we do not rock vlone
n-gga be fake, though, he on a fake run, keep doin’ all that screamin’
i see why these n-ggas be dissin’, can’t even do a hundred k streams weekly
that weak-ass music he droppin’, know he should’ve kept that sh-t in the vault
hе ain’t no gangster, no, he just a funny-ass n-gga, he somеthin’ like lil duval

[verse]
n-gga be makin’ me laugh, them batty boys don’t take bathes
i’m in new york gettin’ st-rdy, i see me an opp, he gon’ get his dumb ass stabbed
in the cut like peroxide, left his mouth wide when he seen that barrel
buddy got hit with four-five, sent to ghost town, tell him to go meet casper
catch a n-gga outside tryna post up in the ap, come through and blow the motor
it’s gon’ take ten n-ggas to come and take me, know that dg ain’t goin’
i had let go the trigger, but it’s somethin’ ’bout this gun that keep on blowin’
a lot of n-ggas sleep, but it’s okay, i’m finna go up, just keep on snorin’
cold as f-ck in nyc, this b-tch just keep on snowin’
when i’m in the a, get off the exit right on marley
b-tch said we keepin’ it p, so why the f-ck you keep recordin’?
b-tch thought you were gettin’ balenciaga, i went ‘head and got the b-tch jordan
she wasn’t worth it
i’m with the gang in a black truck, we back to back, it’s like two, three suburbans
if i’m in the ‘yo, then i cannot be on my phone, can’t answer your call, i’m workin’
these rap n-ggas bluffin’, it don’t even be they money, these n-ggas be real life hurtin’
n-ggas gon’ hate forever, i told bro don’t even trip, just close the curtain
[chorus]
we on the e-way, d-gg-n’ late night, it’s like five, six cars
my brother be up to sundown ’til the sunrise, tell him stop poppin’ them bars
know you just might get gunned down, hear them gun sounds, you mention me in your song
i’m from the a, we put that sh-t on every day, no, we do not rock vlone
n-gga be fake, though, he on a fake run, keep doin’ all that screamin’
i see why these n-ggas be dissin’, can’t even do a hundred k streams weekly
that weak-ass music he droppin’, know he should’ve kept that sh-t in the vault
he ain’t no gangster, no, he just a funny-ass n-gga, he somethin’ like lil duval

[outro]
i get that money forever, huh (ycoe)
i get that money forever (these n-ggas know what the f-ck goin’ on)
i get that money— (let’s do it)
i get that— (let’s do it)
we get these— (let’s do it)
huh, we get these hoes forever (okay)
we get these— (uh-huh, let’s do it)

- lil dre6o

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