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letra de city streets - nacho picasso

[hook]
walking through the city streets
chasing something i’ll never find
falling in a cold grey tree
we get high and i’m losing my mind

[verse 1: nacho pic-sso]
hook me up to life support, i’m feeling half dead
i’ll be grabbing on my d-ck, i’ll be on my last leg
as i stand on the ledge and recite this last pledge
before i walk off the edge and plunge to my fast death
freefallin’ freefallin’, joggers freeballin’
your bc, my egg plant, now she need pollen
yeah i keep on rushin’, but she the one stalin
worry about my side b-tch, if she the one calling
“darlin'” the key words, i’ll ditch you, you (?)
so stop b-tching, start swallowing
said you could keep the change, cuban link the chains
i’m gon’ point and aim, you gon’ point the blame
i just put the b-tch to chains and i can’t pr-nounce her name
but she no speak no english, so she can’t pr-nounce a thing
i’m a motherf-ckin’ ras clot, snot on the wash cloth
pots in her hot spot, now you forgot to wash out

[hook]

[verse 2: j byrd the low life]
i got one love to the n-ggas from my block
i’ll busts guns for the n-ggas from my block
i’ll push drugs with your misses or your doctor
sl-ts love a real n-gga for the c-ck
make ’em stood up when they top
then i send them for some guap
they get up with the hiccups and a cough, ha
probably cause i lost a couple dizz up in her tw-t
if i’m dipping from the cops, quick to stick it in her crotch
this b-tch is with the sh-t and this b-tch can fit a lot
so i keep her by my side like the blow in my coin pocket
that’s dumb and dumber i go lloyd off it
i’m bars in no loincloth (?)
but these hard hands prove coins often
yeah

[bridge: j byrd the low life]
trapped in acid tab dreams
while i’m hippie flippin’ smellin’ like hash and pantene
i’m so smacked i can’t breath
with these dead eyes, feelin’ like vash the stampede
while i’m

[hook]

- nacho picasso

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