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letra de all i'm thinking - mozzy & est gee

[intro]
f-ck you, baby, f-ck you, baby
f-ck you— f-ck you— f-ck you, baby

[chorus: est gee]
sat back in the trenches with my strap, i’ma member
loaded, i ain’t even freak my black before i hit it
all i’m thinkin’ runnin’ up a sack till i’m limping
all i’m thinkin’ dishin’ out this pack to my n-gga
all i’m thinkin’ i gotta get back for them k!llings
all i’m thinkin’ runnin’ up a sack till i’m limping
all i’m thinkin’ dishin’ out this pack to my n-ggas
all i’m thinkin’ i gotta get back, get back for them

[verse 1: est gee]
just in case you thought that i forgot, i remember
it took way too long to hit me back to consider
i still bang the same sh-t from way back, i ain’t flippin’
big as you could think or picture that, but just bigger
i’m who hit the road and made it back with that chicken
why do all that gangsta sh-t then rap? i don’t get it
gave y’all the blueprint then fade to black like i’m jigga
losses that i took, don’t change the fact, i’m a winner

[chorus: est gee]
sat back in the trеnches with my strap, i’ma member
loadеd, i ain’t even freak my black before i hit it
all i’m thinkin’ runnin’ up a sack till i’m limping
all i’m thinkin’ dishin’ out this pack to my n-gga
all i’m thinkin’ i gotta get back for them k!llings
all i’m thinkin’ runnin’ up a sack till i’m limping
all i’m thinkin’ dishin’ out this pack to my n-ggas
all i’m thinkin’ i gotta get back, get back for them
[verse 2: mozzy]
kicked the cup when tec’ was at his peak and now i’m back to sippin’
back on that appeal, they cracked the gates, n-gga, back to trippin’
wired sent to hutch and benny baller, lil’ half a ticket
we the ones around this motherf-cker, go and ask them b-tches
brackin’ with it, we ain’t wrestlin’ with you, we gon’ smack a n-gga
had it on you, you ain’t chip ahoy ’em, you’s a rapper, n-gga
where he land? any yard he touch, i make it bad for n-ggas
bad intention, brash dummy records, we gon’ crash a n-gga
rollie came from lil’ bruh, he blessed me when he grabbed a n-gga
cuban from the prostitute, paid 50k in cash, lil’ n-gga
titties done, ass is bigger, g.o.d., my bag is bigger
we ain’t worried ’bout nothin’, n-ggas holla, them boys action figures

[outro]
f-ck you, baby, f-ck you, baby
f-ck you— f-ck you— f-ck you, baby

- mozzy est gee

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