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letra de bowen homes - marlo

[intro]
cook that sh-t up quay
yeah
these just some lil bowen homes memories that i had
i just want to share with y’all

[verse 1]
i’m just glad [?] them streets n-gga when they pulled them pistols in the cut
that n-gga know he my brother now so f-ck that sh-t, n-gga how i’m buckin’
that n-gga know we was down for life, frost still ain’t cut, tryna get it right
and eek had a whole thing, n-gga a f-ckin’ brick of white
and me and slim all night, we stayed down, tryna make it right
and shock, that’s like my brother and i love him
and we’ll go against the world about each other
n-gga stand tall, n-gga we each other
so f-ck them other n-ggas, them n-ggas busters
and f-ck that other sh-t, n-gga i’m from bowen homes n-gga
home of the murderers and them drug dealers
and fat steve a rich n-gga, big d a rich n-gga
marlo was a rich n-gga, i became a rich n-gga

[chorus]
f-ck that other sh-t, n-gga i’m from bowen homes n-gga
n-gga what hood you from ’cause i’m from bowen homes n-gga
n-gga what hood you from ’cause i’m from bowen homes n-gga
and i got love for every hood, n-gga know it’s all good
f-ck that other sh-t, n-gga i’m from bowen homes n-gga
n-gga what hood you from ’cause i’m from bowen homes n-gga
n-gga what hood you from ’cause i’m from bowen homes n-gga
and i got love for every hood, n-gga know it’s all good

[verse 2]
put my whole hood on my back
n-gga try my hood, get whacked and that’s a fact
n-gga g-ssin’ ’round this b-tch and that’s a fact
n-gga ’round this b-tch servin’ everybody
n-gga run off with that pack, it’s dead body
ain’t sh-t you said ’bout it
i wish lo was still here, that n-gga made my hood shed tears
and i wish fresh was still here, wish cj was still here
and i wish die was still here, and i wish perm was still here
andi wish joe bad was still here and i wish marlo was still here
lil shady would’ve been here now
that n-gga was prayin’ arguin’ ’bout jay-z the realest n-gga alive
’cause f-ck that sh-t, n-gga i cried
shady why you have to die?
so i guess it’s heaven for a g
can see that sh-t in my head, them n-ggas standin’ on a silver street

- marlo

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