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letra de 1983 - lou deezi

[verse 1]
(n-gga, look look)
i always expect the worst, so when they come, baby don’t panic (baby don’t panic)
lou gon’ stay prepared, i’m real aware of what’s in this planet (what’s in this earth)
paranoid, ain’t scared, my life look right, but sh-t is tragic (man this sh-t f-cked up)
i wish it wasn’t true, but in this booth ain’t no cappin’ (it ain’t no-)
but the neck gon’ be the net, so sh-t, y’all got it my n-gga (yeah y’all got it my n-gga)
think i really give a f-ck, if i’m poppin’ my n-gga? (if i’m famous my n-gga)
i need some pay (need some-)
tryna feed my apes (feed my apes)
throw bullet’s at his dental, you ain’t aiming’ for his face?

[verse 2]
can’t speak up on my mental, but if you ask me, b-tch, i’m straight
yeah, my pocket’s lookin’ right, but i ain’t right, it might sound strange (it might sound weird)
i love my lil’ niece, what would i do without her lil’ lifе (her lil’ life)
had to take thе world for that lil’ girl, but we ain’t livin’ nine (we ain’t livin’ nine)
honestly, i’m livin’ nice, i’m peri-honest, mixed with ice
the chains i carry on, filled with vvs, but i forget the price (i forget the price)
i never forget the nights, but wish i could forget the nights
got vengeance in my heart, but it’d be smart if i forgive him, right?
f-ck is you sayin’? turn that sucka sh-t off, f-ck is you playin’? (f-ck is you playin’)
reminiscin’ bout that, i pray to god, but f-cked with satan (i f-cked with-)
stupid hoe, how was it love but u done fell in love with changin’ (stupid b-tch)
b-tch, you know the truth, but to the fans, it’s entertainment
[bridge]
(i’m just sayin’, to the fans, it’s entertainment)
(b-tch, you know the truth, but to the fans, it’s entertainment)
(on my brodie, bro, u f-ckin’ wit’ my brodie, bro)
(look, look, look, look)

[verse 3]
flashbacks to bl–dy pavement
back back, my trust is sacred
the teacher found bl!ck in my backpack, b-tch, i was shakin’ (i was shakin’)
couple months, then juvie came back movin’ like it ain’t sh-t (nah it ain’t sh-t)
why can’t you f-ck with me for me and not this fame, b-tch? (and not this fame b-tch)
my hustle be so hard, ain’t just for me, i need my gang rich (i need my-)
but let’s be realer, i seen a n-gga k!ller bang the same thing (bang the same gang)
you my brodie, bro, how you gon’ hate on me? (how you gon’ hate on me)
spinnin’ through l. a. like that tornado in 1983 (in 1983)

[bridge]
(you supposed to my-, how you gon’ play with me?)
(take me to 1983)
(?)
(i don’t know what y’all got goin’ on)
(yeah n-gga, yeah)

[verse 1][verse 1]
i always expect the worst, but when it come, baby, don’t panic
lou gon’ stay prepared, i’m real aware what’s in this planet
paranoid, ain’t scared, my life look right, but sh-t is tragic
i wish it wasn’t true, but in this booth, it ain’t no cappin’
but the neck gon’ be the net, so sh-t, y’all got it, my n-gga
think i really give a f-ck? if i’m poppin’, my n-gga
i need some pay, tryna feed my apes
throw bullets at his dental, you ain’t aimin’ for his face?

- lou deezi

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