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letra de racist - munna duke

[intro]
(ayy, nick, this sh-t hard)
(go crazy, ag)
([?])
look, look (ayy, nick, you made this?)

[chorus]
we sellin’ the best, we sellin’ it all
servin’ the fedy, we servin’ the dog
we see the opps, we makin’ them fall (d-mn)
can’t believe i lost my main dawg (von)
ain’t been on a break and i’m standin’ up tall (nah)
get back gang, that’s one main call
3.5 that’s one eight-ball
we was sellin’ white that was back in the stall
started with nothin’, then we had a whole mil’
i was jammed up when bro got a deal (d-mn)
doin’ my time, yeah, b-tch, i ain’t squeal (nah)
came back home and jumped in the field (yeah)
back on the street, yeah, b-tch, that’s plan (yeah, yeah)
made a few songs, now look, i’m the man
show you how to make a whole hundred bands
just be patient and stick to the plan (ayy, what’s the plan?)

[verse]
stick to the plan, can’t trust to b-tch, don’t really trust sh-t, just stick to the script
keep yo’ eyes on yo’ own money, just keep yo’ .50 with that switch
’cause a n-gga might be plottin’ right next to you, ’cause you showed him how to hit the glitch (huh?)
b-tch lookin’ funny, i’ma fill him up and i guarantee that i ain’t gon’ miss (b-tch)
stickin’ to the plan, it’s back to the basics, change my b-tch and i switch locations
two bad b-tches and both of ’em racist
like all blues and i love them frankless (i’m startin’ to get racist)
airplane fast, i ain’t get in no cars (nah)
b-tch seen me, she wanna dance with a star
took her to the o, she a fan of von (von)
lambo’ tints on all our cars
amiri jeans with a lil’ wockhardt
i only drink light and i don’t do dark (nah)
black trackhawk, it’s push to start
call up youngin, he crack yo’ car (youngin)
can’t forget ‘box, that’s 52 barz (‘box)
free muwop, he the youngins in charge (‘wop)
bosstee, yeah, he on the chart (‘tee)
bosstee, yeah, he on the chart (ayy, nick, this sh-t hard, b-tch)
[chorus]
we sellin’ the best, we sellin’ it all
servin’ the fedy, we servin’ the dog
we see the opps, we makin’ them fall
can’t believe i lost my main dawg (von)
ain’t been on a break and i’m standin’ up tall (nah)
get back gang, that’s one main call
3.5 that’s one eight-ball
we was sellin’ white that was back in the stall
started with nothin’, then we had a whole mil’
i was jammed up when bro got a deal (d-mn)
doin’ my time, yeah, b-tch, i ain’t squeal (nah)
came back home and jumped in the field (yeah)
back on the street, yeah, b-tch, that’s plan (yeah, yeah)
made a few songs, now look, i’m the man
show you how to make a whole hundred bands
just be patient and stick to the plan

[outro]
just be patient and stick to the plan, uh
just be patient and stick to the plan, uh
just be patient and stick to the plan

- munna duke

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