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letra de strictly 4 my r.v.i.d.x.r.z. (s.4.m.r.) - denzel curry

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[intro]
n-gg-s these days is ready to shoot a n-gg- instead of poppin’ a cop
well these n-gg-s, i’mma tell ’em how it is my n-gg-
comin’ from my mouth, strictly for my raiders

[verse 1: denzel curry]
this song goes out to the motherf-cking cops and to the po-po lice
wanna see you pop a n-gg-
wanna see you k!ll a n-gg-, no justice, no peace
little n-gg-s wanna grab that gauge
around that motherf-cking blackland
cc where i be, motherf-ckers ’round here
wanna k!ll a black man

[verse 2]
n-gg-s wanna talk that sh-t
always sayin’ you a gangsta, but real n-gg-s know you a b-tch
had a couple homies that hit a couple licks
that what you expect when you never had sh-t
growin’ up in the mothaf-ckin’ slums
with a f-ckin’ gun to yo mothaf-ckin’ gums
and pop a n-gg- in his mothaf-ckin’ lungs
two shots and you dead, yo’ little -ss is done
increase with the sk!ll, right now it’s f-ck how you feel
the way i get to it, you get chills
n-gg-s they claimin’ they trill
all because they rockin’ a slug and they grill
quit faking the phonk
immortal words, from my n-gg- key
b-tch, i could rock a pink shirt
polka dot hat and still do me
real n-gg- to the letter
goddesses they gettin’ wetter
when n-gg-s get outta line with the real
the semi just might bless ya
but coppers wanna take your life
more than you wanna take mine
lets start a revolution
everybody grab a nine
b-tch

[verse 3]
this is for america
bout to put this sh-t in check
see me with my hoodie on
just know these crackers wanna grab that tec
cause they feel a threat
c-ck that beam and aim it at your chest
no i’m not wearin’ a vest
don’t really care, cause this life is a test
my soul relieved
n-gg- not trippin’ i won’t spaz
remember trayvon martin
then i blast on zimmerman’s -ss
its amazing how
they’ll lock me up for petty sh-t
though i cannot live this life
like this, but i keep takin’ it
darker the flesh, the tighter the noose
they callin’ us c–n and they callin’ em’ goose
look at my flesh, dig deep in the roots
the sh-t that i speak is the ? of the truth
nowadays
all these mothaf-ckas h-ttin’ shipe
yes, i was born in this world
but since i’m black i’m born with a strike
b-tch

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