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letra de samsara freestyle 3 - ludvian

[intro]

[verse 1]

[ludvian]

big chill
kick it with the homies in the montero, know we been trill
day 1z ganged up, no wings, but we fly, and that’s real
windows down, music loud, nikes on the dash, ain’t no big deal
michael pass the mic, let me talk what’s real

no you can’t stunt me and my day 1z
talk a lot of sh-t, we here now, say some
past us never loved the grind, now but they gone
got a lot of co-signs, sensation

she said i got a lot of hoes, ain’t got none
okay i keep it hunnid wichu, might got some
wachu say sean? talk yo sh-t sean
jr keep it strapped, like a cl!ck, clack, gone

cuz we them kids from the bayside
yeah we speedy but this ain’t no race, right?
when you step up to the set, you better face right
and go left, straight shooters no ring, all net
cuz y’all just childish, no threat
yeah and we them big dawgs, need no vet
denver in the paint bruh, all set
all the doubters and the haters, offset

if i had to, i would
we gon’ k!ll it, we should
they lurking minding business
but we good, we good
cut one off, yeah it was painful
but he good, he good
ep run the world
d-mn, we could, we could

yeah we could dawg, yeah we should dawg
take the mic, z, westside to the bay g
international dreams but we proud fils
now watch us drive this sh-t uphill

[verse 2]

[ludvian]

so heed the words of the young saint, he ain’t
playing when he write it’s propane, all flames
sure i try to get the bag up, and fame
in a snap i want it all, yeah, end game
but i ain’t rushing, i know you can’t get it all, a push of b-tton
is all i need to start the hustlin’ the nights got me fussin’
don’t need the hug, just the f-cking, my ego a gun they ducking
opps on my death, yeah they lock in, all i can say is just f-ck ’em

zero pahinga, you better take another lap
you say she your girlfriend, why she sitting on my lap
say that she your girlfriend, her email chilling on my lap
off the dome so easy, it’s like writing autographs

off the globe, gon put gapo on the motherf-cking map
rep the bay forever and we’ll be the last to laugh
step to us, whenever, and we going back to back
we them f-cking lone wolves, solo, f-ck the pack

[outro]
f-ck the pack, dawg
i hit it from the back, dawg
i like it, what she giving back, dawg

- ludvian

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