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letra de single (o8) - mama's gangsta

[hook]

we trapped everyday
there wasn’t no way
took that, sold that , homies get paid
you cap, no cap, feel u afraid
you took a nap, wat chu gone say, b–ch
i don’t want lady
i don’t need babies
rapping so hard
i got me mercedes
we went on block
like 38 jay zs
b–ch, f— dat sh-t
inhale, hold up
f-cked on dat b–ch, cuz i showed up
inhale, hold up
that’s sh-t cali, f-cks up
get one, i rolled
let’s get high like stoners
first night f-cking, we just met
cuz i don’t drive in rovers

[hook]

hey, stop, wait till you get popped
drive by sh-t, 2pac
yo girl cries, on god
count, guap, smoking on a pot
sleeping in chrome hearts (yeah)
yeah, i know it’s hard
i don’t want anaconda
shawty – rolling stoner
i ain’t waiting longer
on a og’s condo
we just flip and roll it
f-ck u maid of honor
i go crazy of her
might just go in foreign
shooting like i’m kobe
9×18, make you blurry
yeah i met queen, get it for me
homie don’t pop beans, sh-t’ll make you worried

[hook]

i don’t want love, and i don’t want hate
girl just f-ck off, i don’t debate
loyal to -rug-, made me feel safe
swear on my bros, going up straight
i’m feeling okay
i’m lil like tjay
we catch dem bodies
i’m still on o 8
ain’t got n0body
could bought me a ‘rrari
i’m out, and it’s sunny
i saved for hard day
i don’t want love, and i don’t want hate
girl just f-ck off, i don’t debate
loyal to -rug-, made me feel safe
swear on my bros, going up straight
i’m feeling okay
i’m lil like tjay
we catch dem bodies
i’m still on o 8
ain’t got n0body
could bought me a ‘rrari
i’m out, and it’s sunny
i saved for hard day

[verse 3]

b–ches be taking sh-t (oh yeah)
f-ck all the gossip sh-t (no cap)
car got a bodykit, cooler whips
now i’m flexing wit the richthekid
we got extended clips, penetrate better b–ch
f-ck what you saying, i’ll move to ritz
b–ches don’t know that they on the bricks
f-ckin’ her friend like another b–ch
we gotta go, we need to roll
burnin’ that spliff, they don’t want smoke
this ain’t a diss, f-ckin’ em both
my heart is cold, i made it through snow
my b–ch on melrose, whipping your nose
i bought new clothes from my head to my toes
look at my wrist, it’s iced and frozen
she in a benz, shes like my foreign

- mamas gangsta

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