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letra de 77 - nolxck

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[hook]
i remember we were young
me and the homies rapping on the double 7 block
young and careless we gon catch you near the shops
my area was sh-t go call the cops
we jam a knife inside the opps
snitches might get shot
or not
either way you getting buried stay on the watch
junkie down the street that’s selling rock
we slept inside that house we just tots
i got older everytime i think about it i get knots

[verse 1]
my memories all blur but i remember blood stains on my shirt
i’m not sure what happened but the knife was a message
change your life or you’ll regret it
catch a case and stay behind the metal
i thought i was big tryna peddles
all these drugs on my street
and these others on a string i was geppetto
i’m nearly 18 missin my old life buts it time to let go
i could get life with my words if i’m not careful
so i’m watching from the ledge don’t need a peso
and there’s people tryna tell me how i lived
keep your pace ho
you didn’t grow up on my street
yeah it’s bad that’s my place tho
begging for some steel for protection
i was worried, paranoia for no reason
if you go and tell the cops
b-tch that’s treason
you’ll be left in the streets bleeding
are you hearing this?
snitching ain’t a tolerance
we could tolerate your grave
mouth sewn shut, that’s the way

[bridge]
back on double 7 block
we don’t need no glocks
just a knife and a rock
so how my homies doing shots?
shiv em watch they body lock
i was young but i never really stopped
doing hits from the bong
smoke a cig now i’m gone
pop a pilly till i’m laying on the lawn
i just sold some sh-t now my pocked topped
so tripped out that i thought i was a p-wn
instead of admiring the rose i was grabbing on the th-rns

[verse 2]
put the barrel in my mouth
i said pull the trigger
end my life on the spot
sh-t is meaningless
why you flinching b-tch i’m meaning this
you ain’t afraid of death when you look him in the eyes
and you’ve seen his sh-t
picture the scene
i was young
not even tween
i was dumb
selling more than green
got some blades
and i’ve done some things
i ain’t really proud of but it happened
that’s the past so f-ck it i’mma snitch on myself while i’m rapping
bodies in the back we never wrapped
dug a shallow grave
we didn’t go react
move on with our day
cause we made a pact
no matter who we hurt or what we do
we never rat
that’s my homies from the block back then
now homies doing time or dead
and i miss em everyday
but that’s it

[hook]
i remember we were young
me and the homies rapping on the double 7 block
young and careless we gon catch you near the shops
my area was sh-t go call the cops
we jam a knife inside the opps
snitches might get shot
or not
either way you getting buried stay on the watch
junkie down the street that’s selling rock
we slept inside that house we just tots
i got older everytime i think about it i get knots

- nolxck

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