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letra de make me - meek mill

[intro: meek mill]
i ain’t never give a f-ck
you think i’m supposed to give a f-ck now cause i’m rich?
sh-t on me made me worse
hatin’ -ss n-gg-s made me worse
[bridge: meek mill]
i ain’t never care what a n-gg- had to say about me
and i ain’t never care what a b-tch had to say about me
it just make me, it just make me
[hook: meek mill]
and i ain’t never care what a n-gg- had to say about me
and i ain’t never care what a b-tch had to say about me
it just make me, wana sh-t on ya’ll n-gg-s
it just make me, wanna sh-t on ya’ll b-tches straight up
[verse 1: meek mill]
and i done seen b-tches change on me for a little paper
and i done seen n-gg-s change on me for a little favor
it just make me, wanna stunt on ya’ll n-gg-s
it just make me, wanna f-ck on ya’ll b-tches
and i be popping bottles in the club feelin’ like meecho
and you know my n-gg-s gonna bring them choppas everywhere we go
and i don’t ever tuck my chain i guess it’s just a n-gg-s ego
i’m just a young n-gg- ballin’ wanna take me out the game d rose
and that make me, wanna load up the choppas go crazy
and go and slide of every n-gg-s that hatin’ me
and stunt of every single b-tch that ever played me back then
you don’t wanna hear the mac-10
no one wanna hear the stories …
reason why i bought the bentley and the aston
to sh-t on n-gg-s every time a n-gg- back then
[hook]
[verse 2: meek mill]
and it made me, wanna sh-t on ya’ll n-gg-s
cause lately, i ain’t been feelin’ ya’ll n-gg-s
try and play me, i drop a brick on ya’ll n-gg-s
and make em go crazy, on every single one of ya’ll n-gg-s straight up
and all these hoes wanna f-ck with a n-gg- like me
but when i was locked down ain’t none of these hoes write me
that’s why i don’t chase b-tches cause the money only thing inside me
and i don’t f-ck with new n-gg-s all day one n-gg-s beside me
we got thirties, ridin’ round tryna do a n-gg- dirty
try and burn me, headshot bye bye for a birdie
and i ain’t worry, about none of ya’ll n-gg-s tryna hurt me
i got all these killers on stand-by
and they kill any n-gg- tryna murk me word up
[hook]
[verse 3: meek mill]
we don’t never hate we ain’t rattin’ on n-body
when i touch twenty mill i’m a go and get that gotti
it just make me, wanna stack this paper
it just make me, wanna wack these haters straight up
and i be in the city going hard like a n-gg- own that
and you be f-cking with the n-gg- who be f-cking with the n-gg-s code red
i can’t control my dogs with them dirty they don’t never hold back
ask about me in my city they tell you that we really on that
i got the baddest b-tch
i got the flyest whips
and god bless me i never ever gettin’ tired of this
i ain’t worried bout nothin’
i ain’t worried bout nothin’
cause if i was worried bout somethin’
all ya’ll n-gg-s gettin’ murdered bout somethin’ straight up
[hook]

- meek mill

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