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letra de hangin' out tha window - lil kee

[intro]
(go crazy, ag)
(adb, play that sh-t)

[chorus]
huh, been through so much sh-t, don’t know what’s goin’ on
yeah, so deep in these streets, i gotta make it home
dyin’ ’bout yo’ love, don’t know where i went wrong
standin’ on this sh-t ’cause i’m one of them ones
posted in the club, ten thousand in ones
just a young dumb n-gga, 2001
ain’t even got no patience, i don’t even want no relationship, no love
ain’t doin’ no more waitin’, n-gga better get my paper (oh)

[dialogue]
what happened, brodie?
you know… this sh-t just gettin’ started
everything i do for my brother
everything i do for my pops

[verse]
i got so many racks up in the bag, let’s tag a n-gga
on yo’ block with all these mags, wе tryna bag a n-gga
my fifty-round jammed up, hope they don’t smash a n-gga
i still got lovе for lil’ jd ’cause he still clashin’ with me
i still got love for lil’ jd ’cause we start hittin’ l!cks
seventh grade, we had a play and it was four a zip
plug call my phone like he in route, he almost here
started loadin’ guns, this sh-t go left, n-gga, get k!lled
i gave all my money out and now it’s no one here
put my life inside yo’ hand, you prolly never will help
did a lot of sh-t myself, i can’t even blame no one else
took so many f-ckin’ pills, feel like i’m k!llin’ myself
all my loved ones in heaven, i know god with them
quise told me to keep my gun, watch who you ridin’ with
every time i think ’bout mar, i just wanna go slide again
seein’ my momma cry made me wish i had died with him
don’t tell me lies, bae don’t tell me lies
don’t tell me lies, bae don’t tell me lies
look me in my eyes when you tell me lies
don’t tell me lies, bae don’t tell me lies (5x)
real n-gga, let you see me cry
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, i could tell you why
n-gga k!lled my brother, i just wanna slide
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, runnin’ through my mind
drill, drill, drill, runnin’ through my mind
in the field, field, field, all the f-ckin’ time
pop a pill, roll up some za, i’m just gettin fried
adderall up in my body, i’m not gettin’ tired
bad b-tch, twenty-three, and she real fine
i got bl!ck all in my hand, i ain’t tryna drive
hurry up, send me the lo’, these n-ggas waistin’ time
i do everything i can, girl, you know i tried
i don’t want no more new friends, i’m cuttin’ all ties
manman here for a hotbox and i hopped in the ride
i let lil’ bro take the wheel when i clutch on my iron
i went bought a car for fun ’cause i can’t even drive
[outro]
hangin’ out the window with my f-ckin’ iron
i just be hangin’ out the window with my f-ckin’ iron
just be hangin’ out the window with my f-ckin’ iron
hangin’ out the window

- lil kee

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