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letra de drake and josh - nako genesis

[intro]
i keep a drake
n-ggas be joshing
shoot at my enemy bl–dy the carpet

[chorus]
i keep a drake
n-ggas be joshing
shoot at my enemy bl–dy the carpet
white t-shirt i bl–dy my target
street sweep put a n-gga in the garbage
young n-gga i ain’t doing no
kids at play we gone white chalk em
i got the mojo the power like austin
i got the drip new orleans saint
run up that money then head to the bank
can’t roll it up if the sh-t don’t stink
too much stress my brain can’t think
ready for war like i ride with a tank
i be dolo but i ride with the gang
house on me but the housе off the chain
sh-t won’t easy it took all of the pain
i had to thug it through all of thе rain

[verse 2: techsolo]
two n-ggas rolling and one gotta gun
he gotta temper that n-gga go dumb
they might just pull up fill up the drum
the neighbors gone think a parade in the front
sell you the work and then come back to get it
indian giver i took back what’s given
got rock like a cradle i sit in the kitchen
i spot em the fade or i’m willing to clip em
y’all know rick jordan don’t sweat on no b-tch
i got too many decisions to pick
know i could ball i’ll pass on it
i rather chill and just get me assists
diss on my name we go straight to ya door
don’t say it in vein like the name of the lord
smoke to ya face like u blazing a port
this ain’t a game better stay on porch
[verse 2: nako genesis]
ran up on the plug we gone steal some
we ain’t talking bout nothing but real numbers
if he speak like a snitch we gone k!ll some
make like banana then peel some
i be moving on camera with real money
gotta stay with a drake gotta drill some
i just f-cked last week but she still coming
i broke her heart but she still love me
n-ggas be hating but still bummy
i feel like shaq with the steel on me
we don’t shoot just to shoot we gone k!ll homie
now yo n-gga he dead how it feel homie
i’m gonna run up them bands and you still lonely
i do nothing but eat bet a mill on me
k!ll that n-gga he dead if he squeal on me
no i don’t give a f-ck if he still owe me

[chorus]
i keep a drake
n-ggas be joshing
shoot at my enemy bl–dy the carpet
white t-shirt i bl–dy my target
street sweep put a n-gga in the garbage
young n-gga i ain’t doing no
kids at play we gone white chalk em
i got the mojo the power like austin
i got the drip new orleans saint
run up that money then head to the bank
can’t roll it up if the sh-t don’t stink
too much stress my brain can’t think
ready for war like i ride with a tank
i be dolo but i ride with the gang
house on me but the house off the chain
sh-t won’t easy it took all of the pain
i had to thug it through all of the rain

- nako genesis

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