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letra de 4 life - marlo

[intro]
yeah i’m down when you wanna ride
slide when you wanna slide
i’m down when you wanna ride
i’m ridin’ when you wanna ride
you know i’m down when you wanna ride
you know i’m down when you wanna ride
you know i’m down when you wanna ride
you know i’m down when you wanna ride
you know i’m down when you wanna ride

[chorus]
know who was gon’ be right by my side when it’s time to ride
with a big old chopper inside, we ready to ride
we gon’ shot up on them boys and they gon’ die
with them big clips and them long sticks
pray to god that we don’t miss when them shots hit
call the sh-t 2pac sh-t, we done topped sh-t
you know i’m down when you wanna ride
slide how you wanna slide
and i’m ridin’ when you wanna ride
deep inside i can’t hide
you know i’m down with my n-ggas for life
you know i’m down with my n-ggas for life

[verse 1]
i lost my right hand in jam
i told him n-ggas never tell
i told him soon as you get a bond you’ll make bail
you know i’m stayin’ down in the trenches
stackin’ figures and gettin’ digits
i been quick flippin’ them pigeons
gettin’ off burgers, i’m that n-gga
you know i’m down when you wanna ride
slide when you wanna slide
i never questioned your loyalty
never put no one before me
remember when you bought me the h-llcat, them n-ggas ain’t feel that
where the real at, and we still pop pills, n-gga where the pills at?
geekin’ off the molly all days and shootin’ k’s
and got a thirty hangin’ off the waist, n-gga buck he gettin’ sprayed
with an ak and i leave your body found up in the hallways
know the n-gga been sellin’ crack up in them hallways
slanging rocks all day

[verse 2]
told my man if we ever break apart that’d be hard
’cause i know we kept it real from the start and that my boy
i know it tweets next and i’ll be the only thousand but we still here
we stood up on the body and beat the body, n-gga you so real
and i told you we was gon’ be the man, came up with a master plan
done did what i said and then we split up all that bread
went half on the whole thing, spot down like a soul train
you want gas or the propane, still shippin’ off a boat mane
these b-tches done got me stuntin’, don’t go hard, i go the hardest
with a big backpack weighin’ on my boy, free my boy, he go the hardest
and i’m still screamin’ free all them real n-ggas
them real k!llers, them drug dealers, them bad b-tches
hold it down for the city n-gga

- marlo

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