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letra de to the top - munna ikee & durkey & buck munna & gnuk

[intro]
take me to the ending of the story ([?], you made it)
i’ll see you in the morning when i wake ([?], don’t trust ’em)
save me from the storm inside my bones
the fear of living on my own
i’m all alone

[chorus: munna ikee]
i go by the voice ’cause i’ma make it to the top
think i want his b-tch but she just really givin’ top
ty, that’s my shorty, he love spinnin’ through them blocks
if he catch you slippin’, better not trip, you better not flop
b-tches throwin’ d-cks, they out here pickin’ like some crops
mari stay on go, you better not tweak, he got the drop
gnuk, he the threat and he get busy for tohot
labels keep on callin’, tell ’em, “hit me after dark”
[verse 1: durkey]
mm, is you with me or you’re not
ayy, durkey from the trenches, he was quick to tote a glock
my pockets full of knots, i ‘member still outsavin’ lot
my shorty buck go dumb, they was like, “shorty too hot”
and you dissin’ on the gang, i swear, ‘nuk, he take his brain
that lil’ ho, she want fame, she just tryna get a name
only o ’cause n-ggas lame
and r.i.p. tohot, we get that lo’, they ass gettin’ changed
know the gang

[verse 2: buck munna]
in the streets it’s either life or death, we don’t play by the rules
we go spin and spin again until we cash out on a dub
hoppin’ out four deep, all black and we strapped up with them tools
if he run, we chase him down, bah, now he on the news
we gon’ scratch off from that scene, uh, now we smokin’ dude
if the police get behind us, we gon’ smoke him and his crew
i’m a shooter, who is you? caught him loafin’ with his boo
must not heard about my takers, b-tch, we put sh-t on the news

[verse 3: gnuk]
i know they heard about my takers ’cause, lil’ b-tch, we run the city
stop actin’ like you wanna do it, it ain’t hard to get up with me
i be movin’ by myself because my new glock came with fifty
lil’ boy, don’t get put up on a shelf, your ass gon’ fly up like a frisbee
n-ggas dyin’ in the city so it’s best you keep your pipe
he be thinkin’ with his d-ck, he ain’t cherishin’ his life
my lil’ shorty send a blitz, grr, baow, it’s goodnight
roll the dice and you missed
you might die so roll ’em right
[chorus: munna ikee]
i go by the voice ’cause i’ma make it to the top
think i want his b-tch but she just really givin’ top
ty, that’s my shorty, he love spinnin’ through them blocks
if he catch you slippin’, better not trip, you better not flop
b-tches throwin’ d-cks, they out here pickin’ like some crops
mari stay on go, you better not tweak, he got the drop
gnuk, he the threat and he get busy for tohot
labels keep on callin’, tell ’em, “hit me after dark”

- munna ikee durkey buck munna gnuk

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