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letra de fuck nigga - maceo

[intro: young scooter]
f-ck n-gga gon’ hate
i’m a just keep counting up

[chorus: young scooter]
freeband gang, black migo, we got all the packs
cheep bricks, cheep bails, recipes and all that
if you ain’t got your own money, b-tch, you need to fall back
street n-gga snitching on the low, what we call that?
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you say you the man, but ain’t got a band
you a f-ck n-gga
i done did the math

[verse 1: maceo]
you a f-ck n-gga
really, we don’t f-ck with ya
[?] respect, i sware i’ll let that chopper hit ya
money so high, can’t even see you n-ggas
i heard you f-cked up, wouldn’t wanna be you n-ggas
you see them f-ck n-ggas, turn up on them f-ck n-ggas
we get money, they just watching, tryna clone a n-gga
you heard i got them bands, now them n-ggas mad
everytime i go re-up, i spend a hundred cash
you say you getting money, where your f-cking bands?
bmg, we stack them bricks, and remix all the bags
say you getting money, i ain’t seen nothing
brand new giuseppes, cost 1100
[chorus: young scooter]
freeband gang, black migo, we got all the packs
cheep bricks, cheep bails, recipes and all that
if you ain’t got your own money, b-tch, you need to fall back
street n-gga snitching on the low, what we call that?
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you say you the man, but ain’t got a band
you a f-ck n-gga
i done did the math

[verse 2: maceo]
if a n-gga with me, real bosses, and they getting money
lotta n-ggas talk and look, but really, they ain’t doing nothing
pulling up in foreign whips, all my young n-ggas stunting
all your n-ggas starving, they can’t wait just to take something
freeband gang, spend money like we growing trees
sign for a hundred thousand, boy, it ain’t sh-t to me
still got trap houses, shop with us in mexico
we ain’t never running out, migo [?]
real dope boy, i can teach you how to get it
i’m the man in the city, i just spent a quarter ticket
and this sh-t ain’t really nothing, street n-gga came from nothing
but a dollar and a dream, but i turned that sh-t into something
[chorus: young scooter]
freeband gang, black migo, we got all the packs
cheep bricks, cheep bails, recipes and all that
if you ain’t got your own money, b-tch, you need to fall back
street n-gga snitching on the low, what we call that?
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you a f-ck n-gga
you say you the man, but ain’t got a band
you a f-ck n-gga
i done did the math

- maceo

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