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letra de change the game - lt-902

#coldtown

lt! blackie chan! coldtown
million dollar voice. let’s get it

lt-902
i hop on a track
and i change the game
they hype it up whack
we change the game
in the studio wit black
we change the game
i roll wit the gang
we change the game
my chain, it hang
i change the game
i’m countin’ my racks
i change the game
the streets got my back
we change the game
me my dawgs we rap
we change the game
i’m up in the trap
i change the game
your sh-t is fugazzi
you don’t change the game
we all actin’ shady
but we change the game
i take a pic
and put that sh-t in a frame
i hop on a track
and i change the game
in the studio wit black
and we change the game
i’m up in the trap
and we change the game
this sh-t is all whack
but we change the game
(blackie!)

blackie chan
aye, i hop on a track
i change the game; lt gang
why stay in my lane; i own the
whole street; i pick up the mic and you bow at my feet; i am a psycho on the beat, i’ma freak, you will taste defeat, you hear my song, put that on repeat, i be in the studio with lt, i know your girl, and your girl knows me and she down to cheat; i run the game, change it up; and i switch lanes; change the game, my chain hang; i’ve had enough; boy you gonna catch my hands; get your glove, boy you gotta shut upsat-rday’s are for the boys; n-gga get lost, i own the block; you don’t even own a parking lot; i’m up in your loft
bro, you turnin’ soft, you a snitch you gonna call the cops? bro i’ma boss
rep lt, rep the cross, i got sauce, rapping like i am rick ross; your girl in jaw lock; play by play, run it up, mans not hot; you’s a thot; you is ugly; hope you get a blood clot; i run it up, change it up; change the game flex wit my gang; and you know i get brain, i flex on the plane; we up in blaine; got no one to blame; i see you, your raps are plain; got my boy lt, we on the stage; now we turn the page; i’m the king of the world; runnin’ up on your girl, lt!

lt-902
i hop on a track and i change the game
ice on my neck my dawg got framed
i’m livin’ for my dawgs doin life no shame
lt!

lt-902
i change the game, rap through the rain, sip that red rain, commit to red rum; you stupid, boy you is dumb;
boy i’m sharp, i be fly, whip go kart, rap til i die; see the lights, in the sky; counting guala with my guys; grab an extra large french fries; i can afford that cause i’m right; stay in your lane or we gon’ pick a fight; homie we ain’t tight; lt on your flight; you better watch it, you dyk-; you die tonight
(blackie!)

blackie chan
i hop on a track, i change the game
they hype it up whack;
we change the game
i’m countin’ my racks, i change the game
ice on my neck, my dawg got framed;
i’m livin’ for my dawgs doin’ life
no shame!

- lt 902

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