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letra de line up - mgm lett

[intro: mgm lett]
seff got the waves
ouuuuuh yeah yeah

[chorus: mgm lett]
$100 dollar line ups, im in the hood im pourin’ hunnid dollar lines up
i know some b-tches who will f-ck you for designer
no i dont skate like tony hawk i am a grinder
flew a n-gga b-tch now she so f-cked now he can’t find her
came from the bottom but i climbed up
he tried to rob me but i shot him not giving minds up
no i dont skate but im a grinder
im about my cake you try to take me you get fired up, “yeah yeah”

[verse 1: mgm lett]
in the trap i earned my stripes
n-ggas mad cuz im rappin’ bout my life
no i do not want your debt f-ck your high five
theres some youngins take no mask when they gon slide
all i do is say the word then you gon bite
all i do is make one call then i make you stop breathin
i can drop the price for crop season
im not any old but i get p’s in
i swear all i do is hustle and flow they ain’t let me in i bustin the door
i done see a wife cheat on her husband im not trustin no hoe
i done got some bad weed in but it was a must that it go
still got it gone but told my plug make sure it musty fosho
yeah yeah they had they chance but now there time up
[chorus: mgm lett]
$100 dollar line ups, im in the hood pourin’ hunnid dollar lines up
i know some b-tches who be f-cking for designer
no i dont skate like tony hawk but i am a grinder
flew a n-gga b-tch now she so f-cked now he can’t find her
came from the bottom but i climbed up
he tried to rob me but i shot him not giving minds up
no i dont skate but im a grinder
im about my cake you try to take me you get fired up, “yeah yeah”

[verse 2: mgm lett]
head shot like an id days low let a n-gga try me
long talks wit god like why me had to see a clearer view like visine
had to realize that a young n-gga blessed
took a bullet in my thigh and i took one to my chest
half an inch a way so close to my heart
had to let them know i won’t go like rosa park
my hood you can’t go to at the dark
if they lookin for me they know where to find me
b-tch im cross the track i am not hiding
smokin out the bag im feelin highly
all the bad b-tches on my line know
i might go to bed and get a

[chorus: mgm lett]
$100 dollar line ups, im in the hood pourin’ hunnid dollar lines up
i know some b-tches who be f-cking for designer
no i dont skate like tony hawk but im a grinder
flew a n-gga b-tch now she so f-cked now he can’t find her
came from the bottom but i climbed up
he tried to rob me but i shot him not giving minds up
no i dont skate but im a grinder
im about my cake you try to take me you get fired up, “yeah yeah”

- mgm lett

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