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letra de intro - munna duke

[intro: king von]
king david, i got racks, on god, i just bought my mama a crib, i just bought me a crib
i got cars, money, i just bought all folksnem chains, i done passed it out, i’m talkin’ money, on o, he decent
lawyers out the ass, on o, we up, on king david, on foenem, duke and i’m finna buy me whatever, on foenem, we up
(n0ble king ali on the beat)
(bfg)

[chorus: munna duke]
sittin’ in the cell, prayin’ that i make it home
steady lookin’ at the clock like, “d-mn it’s takin’ long” (d-mn, d-mn)
got n-ggas doin’ count and got n-ggas doin’ months
b-tch-ass celly, worried ’bout, is his girl gettin’ f-cked? (what? what? what?)
i tell him, “is you worried ’bout a b-tch or is you worried about the o?”
the only thing that’s on my mind is tryna put my mama up (on gang)
see in this life, it’s stack or starve, or it’s k!lled you or be k!lled
i ain’t let these b-tches get up on my rent to pay the bills (nah, nah)
n-ggas actin’ like they gangster, but they really be the pigs
i ain’t let them trick me out the streets, i’m stickin’ to the deal
anytime i’m in these f-ckin’ streets, that 40 got a steel (bah, bah)
play with me, f-ck this fire, then his ass gettin’ k!lled (bah. bah, bah)

[verse: munna duke]
back to the story though, i’m really hungry though
tryna prep’ a millie, make a mil’, at the same time though
they told me get in the booth and let my mind lose control (on gang)
still gon’ cop that presidential, i don’t do no rose gold (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i was jammed up, when i got that one call (d-mn, d-mn)
prayin’ like, “h-ll nah (nah), n-gga playin’ ball-ball” (nah)
but it still get back gang, you know it’s one, one-for-all
play with one of my dawgs, we gon’ come and stretch ’em all, b-tch (b-tch)
[chorus: munna duke]
sittin’ in the cell, prayin’ that i make it home
steady lookin’ at the clock like, “d-mn it’s takin’ long”
got n-ggas doin’ count and got n-ggas doin’ months
b-tch-ass celly, worried ’bout, is his girl gettin’ f-cked? (what? what? what?)
i tell him, “is you worried ’bout a b-tch or is you worried about the o?”
the only thing that’s on my mind is tryna put my mama up
see in this life, it’s stack or starve, or it’s k!lled you or be k!lled
i ain’t let these b-tches get up on my rent to pay the bills (nah, nah, nah)
n-ggas actin’ like they gangster, but they really be the pigs (on gang)
i ain’t let them trick me out the streets, i’m stickin’ to the deal (yeah, yeah, yeah)
anytime i’m in these f-ckin’ streets, that 40 got a steel
play with me, f-ck this fire, then his ass gettin’ k!lled (bah. bah, bah, bah)

[outro: munna duke]
b-tch, on gang

- munna duke

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