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letra de dirty game - lilcj kasino

aye, cj kasino n-gga
gucci gang sh-t
aye!
let me tell ya how this sh-t came about..
smoking, choking, joking off in the trap
told my big bousin i wanted to rap
he told me quit playing boy that sh-t don’t work out
i’m from fort worth and i know it ain’t easy
but give me a beat and i swear i’ma snap
put that on weenie
for i let a n-gga play me, mane cl!ck clack, i’m airing sh-t out
he gave me the hustle and told me to stack
i stayed in the yo
i stayed in the trap
my mama beat cancer, then it came back
god took her from me, then he took whacks
that sh-t just make a young n-gga go harder
plus i got a daughter, broke. i can’t go back
i took ten karats to ice out my mouth
na, i say cheese like i’m f-cking kodak
but im still lil cj the one with that gap
i still was f-cking yo b-tch from the back
free uncle pj, he good with that mac
you know that white texas
you lutch, if you latch
f-ck a homeboy, n-gga i got my back
f-ck what you talking
r.i.p li ant
[?][?] we draped up in black
with them [?] running through that sack
n-gga, kasino never been a sucker
can’t be a real n-gga without no hustle
can’t be too real you ain’t survive the struggle
still on the same block and still got muscle
all three of my brothers is t.d.c
i know my mama watching over me
i can’t get too comfortable off in these streets
sh-t could fall down any day of the week

- lilcj kasino

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