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letra de salt melt snails - lil gain

[lil gain]
young n-gga raised in these sh-tty streets
with no heart but i’m educated
so death row i’m quick to choose
playa from those playa haters
on that mission fo’ that green
as long as they stayin’ down
my ten toes that is fool
conscious ass, i stand my ground
right from wrong
of course i know
but livin’ my life of sin
not into this stupid sh-t
better days i’m tryna win
keep my eyes open, scopin’
hopin’ that you cowards step
to the dark side of town
where bustas must break they’self
n-ggas better recognise
that pimpin’ ain’t made for slippin’
it’s made for a big time playaz
ain’t made for those b-tches trippin
the skin that i’m standin’ on
is made to make plenty dеad presidents
catch up trick
wise up dog and usе yo head
ain’t a d-mn thing funny ’bout this money
that i’m makin’
takin’, caked in, breakin’ ho
’cause trick, this the life i chose
chose to live a life
the life i chose
it was a thug n-gga
hitt’n my knees
every night
prayin’ that i make it bigger
pimpin’ it ain’t made for slippin’
so take heed to what i stress
and cl!ck with them trill n-ggas
’cause snitches get put to rest
salt it melt snails
not big time playaz
salt it melt snails
not big time playaz

[lil forty]
these n-ggas be droppin’ salt
emergin’ to get the yo
petty anti ho type sh-t
you suckas get dealed with
frontin’ like you wild
you ain’t wild
you a ho to me
buckin’ like a bih
you ain’t sh-t
what you claim to be
it’s never no chance
to ??? with yo busta ass
actin’ hard, you a punk
’cause yo heart pumpin’ through, punk
thinkin’ that you buck
cough them drugs
got you crunk
blow yo high
with that .44
so boy don’t you try to front
knew yo ass from way back
and bustas don’t never change
thinkin’ that you better than me
now ain’t that a d-mn shame
life get scarred
by yo rep
a traitor, thats what you are
catch you slippin’
when i’m thief’in
for sh-t that you shouldn’t a start
victimize
h0m-cide
yo body be traced in chalk
that’s what it bound to be
when you hoes be droppin’ salt
blowin’ on that wh-iz-ite dope
ain’t no love for no ho
wild powell in this b-tch
now you wannabes gon’ suffer
trick
salt it melt snails
not big time playaz
salt it melt snails
not big time playaz

[lil gain]
where i dwell, ain’t nu’n but hustlers
trick, we known for gettin’ on
dissin’ is my mission
for you suckas
so i pack my chrome
to you n-ggas who claim youdown
but all the time be ???
best to hit yo knees
and say yo prayers b-tch
cause it’s too late
once i catch you mane
i gots to do you in real smooth
mitch-ll heights we known for homicide
still you test us fool
thinkin’ we some b-tches
mane, you snitches
best to get, for real
ain’t no b-tches in my hood
plus the playa p, they still
’bout that motherf-ckin money
busta, what you think we fake?
steppin’ is yo worst mistake
(cause yo life we quick to take)
salt melt snails
not them playas
better recognise
trick, so when you spring a leak
best believe we down to ride
got to keep my ten down
on top a that i gots to buck
any motherf-cker snitchin’
tryna f-ck my hustle up
instincts of a f-ckin’ k!ller
standin’ like a soldier ho
raised in these memphis streets
all i know is clockin’ dough
you di’nt know
now you do
that a n-gga bumpin’ hard
real to this f-ckin’ game
therefore mane you snitches barred
5-0 they my enemy
and here you is cl!ckin’ with them
no big deal son of a b-tch
??? i’ll trick you down with ’em

- lil gain

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