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letra de r.i.p. sean bell - max b

[intro: max b]
wassup, they comin’, let’s get up outta here, yeah (up outta here man)
tryna get these riches ‘fore they lock us up (won’t take me down), they comin’
oh sh-t, sh-t (sh-t)
tryna get these vests ‘fore they pop us up, cuz they gunnin’
rest in peace sean bell
she said that lovin’ you give me is not enough
keep it a hunned

[verse 1: max b]
chyeah, i pop that cru and fill my cup up to the line (ah), take a swig (yeah)
i don’t wig, i just taste it wit’ a big
had to taste ’em with that cig’, couplе blocks ya off bounds
it’s hard to dip it n-gga with that 4 pound
max is in the source now, xxl (l)
stuntin’ in the bubblе, got a bunch of fishscales (scale)
got a bunch of brick scales, i just felt myself (on the building baby)
f-ckin’ all these b-tches, i can’t help myself
sorta like addiction, fornication, that’s some sick sh-t (sh-t)
sin against the body, that’s some fl!ck sh-t
this is my prediction, two years from now, probably pitfall
trenton state, staring at the brick wall
sh-t charge (sh-t), get off the boat, get your surfboards
you n-ggas all soft like nerf b-lls, squirt y’all
squirt, chyeah, filthy f-ckin’ maggots
n-ggas think that when he clean he got filthy money, b-st-rds
[chorus: max b]
let’s get these riches ‘fore the coppers come
they comin’, let’s get up outta here, yeah
tryna get these riches ‘fore they lock us up, they comin’
oh sh-t, sh-t
tryna get these vests ‘fore they pop us up, they gunnin’
rest in peace sean bell
she said that lovin’ you give me is not enough
keep it a hunned

[verse 2: mak mustard]
in any situation, bet we top what they got
they addicts, them n-ggas need detox and daytox
so many drugs it’s hard to mention, in your addiction
got you in desperate need, of a intervention
takin’ hits after hit factory, your sh-t wack to me
in fact, you n-ggas can come and get a sack from me
surprised you still gettin’ studio time, come do you a crime
be true to yo’ grind, come and get you a dime
and you can take the pain away, forget that
all the n-ggas say ya g-y, kiss that n-gga mouth till ya tooth decay
truthfully, i can care less
when you in harlem, wear a vest that come all over your neck
i’ll be all over your set, all over your vet
take a p-ss in the chinchilla till all over is wet
i’ll be all over your ‘jects, you can’t even creep through, you’re see-through
strapped with that black eagle, vigilante
[chorus: max b]
let’s get these riches ‘fore the coppers come
they comin’, let’s get up outta here, yeah
tryna get these riches ‘fore they lock us up, they comin’
oh sh-t, sh-t
tryna get these vests ‘fore they pop us up, they gunnin’
rest in peace sean bell
she said that lovin’ you give me is not enough
keep it a hunned
pac

[verse 3: al pac]
i’m what the hood love, i got the streets buzzin’
i do this sh-t for the city, you know the streets love it
they yellin’ “gotti hard”, man i just keep it real
i got a fetish for gettin’ fetti and packin’ steel
you cowards hate n-gga, i know they wanna hurt me
gain greene is the team, we got you n-ggas thirsty
we yellin’ “f-ck the fuzz”, we puff the finest bud
you b-tches show us love, rockin’ the finest studs
who got the mac blastin’, n-ggas f-g-splashin’
big black magnum, dog, black-bag ’em
send you to your maker, man i don’t f-ck around
p-ssies get outta line then i’ma put ’em down
i’m ridin’ with my n-gga, until the end of time
i’ll put a whole in ya head if you don’t give me mine
now pac goin’ hard, f-ck what you n-ggas thought
run up on biggavell’, and i’ma knock ’em off
[chorus: max b]
let’s get these riches ‘fore the coppers come
they comin’, let’s get up outta here, yeah
tryna get these riches ‘fore they lock us up, they comin’
oh sh-t, sh-t
tryna get these vests ‘fore they pop us up, they gunnin’
rest in peace sean bell
she said that lovin’ you give me is not enough
keep it a hunned

- max b

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