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letra de pablo chapo - nate moore

verse 1:
smokin’ the cannabis fields, f-ck how they feel
you know the deal, my sh-t is real
they’ll never take it from me
we done worked too hard not to get this money
thi-thinkin’ bout poppin’ a pill
rollin’ one up and then countin’ some bills
i ain’t really into prescription drugs, but these maf-ckas are ill
this is surreal, a little outlandish, just head for an exit (?)
me, i’m still making a h-ll of an entrance
my brothers, myself and my mama a savage
my sister can’t help, she young and she reckless
she rip off your head and eat that sh-t for breakfast
got a family folder, i don’t give a f-ck
see my friends all rowdy and reckless
don’t be on my checklist, ain’t what you expected
off with your head and then k!ll all the headless
under my bed lives a monster with weapons
he count all my money ,he keep me protected

in this country, first you get the money, then you get the power. then you get the girl, motherf-cker

hook:
this that pablo, this that chapo
gallileo, aristotle got me rollin’ like head honcho
this that pablo, this that chapo
keep my name up out of your mouth and you might live to see tomorrow
this that pablo, this that chapo
gallileo, aristotle got me rollin’ like head honcho
this that pablo, this that chapo
keep my name up out of your mouth and you might live to see tomorrow

verse 2:
plottin’ on makin’ a mil
my team we eatin’, we eyes in the hills
they never could be us (?)
i solemnly swear to you that we prevail
this ship has sailed (?)
our cannons our loaded, we’ve sharpened our swords
come at us crooked and get your whole crew
shooken out of they boots and back into them fords
this i am sure, this is a war, more like a massacre, settle the score
the f-ck you think, we got in this deep and can’t hang that far out from shore?
b-tch, we are lords, done with these questions
back to your seat and please stay in your section
i will not listen to your interjections until you can f-ck with me with no suspicion
b-tch, are you listenin’? can you hear me? am i loud enough?
am i speaking clearly? i don’t really be f-ckin’ with you
or none of those f-ck boys all up in your crew

you took your first pinch like a man and learned two great things. never rat on your friends and always keep your mouth shut

- nate moore

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