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letra de k9 - nick grant & tae beast

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[intro: nick grant]
yeah
it’s for my n-ggas
yeah

[verse 1: nick grant]
uh, all about the shmoney f-ck yo’ feelings, my dog
i’m disgusted n-gga [?] out yo’ ticket, my dog
i removed the roof, yeah that mean the ceiling, my dog
barkin’ up the wrong tree’ll get you k!lled by my dog
project with no windows, sh-t built like a prison, my dog
you ain’t for the long run, keep yo’ distance, my dog
can’t stomach n-ggas, i just follow my gut feeling, that’s all
crackers look to euthanize, still they k!llin’, my dog
i don’t f-ck with p-ssy n-ggas, this one here for my dogs
same n-gga, i’m just out here lookin’ different, my dog
hatin’ n-ggas changing faces like a jenner, my dog
n-ggas slept, now i’m back, i need interest, my dog
feel like early puffy, this is big business, my dog
my n-gga never said a word, still they sentence my dog
you a fraud, i just peeped away, you livin’, that’s all
vision foggy ’cause your image smoke and mirrors, my dog (ow, and that’s a fact)

[chorus: bj the chicago kid]
you say this what you want (yeah)
well n-gga it’s all night (all night)
i told you watch your tone (i told you)
but you’re steady, wanna run your mouth (run your mouth)
now i see just what you want (yeah)
well n-gga it’s all now (all now)
[verse 2: nick grant]
teach me how to fish, i eat forever
thoughts dark as [?]’s flesh, compete at g*nius levels
ricardo [?], she drippin’, why she freak me, why be threaten?
by accident murderers, all these carbon copy felons
street endeavors and n-ggas make number runs, polices put guns on us
like a biggie lp, baby, this is a cover up
love is love, all that hatred is making you self-destruct
model talkin’ to me nasty, but some things i won’t discuss
i’m not your modern guy
got a motto high up on the checklist, boy i’m still alive
like a [?] son laid on the stretcher man this thing a [?] could possibly die off any second
n-gga this the moment that god discovered satan was jealous, twisted
my granny was my hero star, f-ck them bureau cars
imitatin’ trigger fingers our windows do leave you marked
can’t afford a funeral, a fish fry’s a start
the brains of this operation ’cause my mental’s scarred, my dog (ow)

[chorus: bj the chicago kid]
you say this what you want (yeah)
well n-gga it’s all night (all night)
i told you watch your tone (i told you)
but you’re steady, wanna run your mouth (run your mouth)
now i see just what you want (yeah)
well n-gga it’s all now (all now)
[outro: bj the chicago kid]
(ow)
(ooh, yeah)
all night (told)
i told you
run your mouth (oh)
[?]

- nick grant tae beast

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