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letra de major pain - ola runt

[intro]
woah, woah, woah
(hdeezy, bankroll got it)

[chorus]
n-gga know i keep a glizzy just like major payne (major payne)
i might take a n-gga soul, then go ride a train (bop, bop, bop)
n-gga think his hood hot, we gon’ make it rain
used to be on that bullsh-t like luol deng
dope man told me (bullsh-t)
whole thirty-six, that’s what the brick man showed me (bricks)
lookin’ for your b-tch, she at the spot while you lonely (spot)
screamin’, “f-ck a deal,” no, i can’t let no n-gga own me (woah, woah)
still couldn’t copy this sh-t even if you cloned me (even if you cloned me)

[verse 1]
thigh pad like a black card
high speed what that scat for (scat)
packs what them racks for (racks)
big dog, you a sick dog
real rollie, know the tick off (tick)
halloween, one trick off (trick)
keep p-ssin’, cut your d-ck off
keep spinnin’ ’til the head off (woah)
ran off, ran off on my plug, now i got brick fare (woo, brick fare)
put on me a rollie like i’m ric flair (woah, woah)
made it out, i been in there
free lil’ greg, he sittin’ in there (free greg)
can’t give up, i’m offendin’ ’em
stay in the street just like a parade (parade)
lights out like when a roach hit raid
my paperwork need laminated (laminated)
where i’m from, it’s death daily
30 on me like curry playin’
i’m in l.a. where curry stayin’
make a hot girl get a fan (fan)
burned out like she got a tan (tan)
and i keep a bomb like a taliban (woah)

[chorus]
n-gga know i keep a glizzy just like major payne (woah)
i might take a n-gga soul, then go ride a train (where you at?)
n-gga think his hood hot, we gon’ make it rain (no way)
used to be on that bullsh-t like luol deng
dope man told me (woah, woah)
whole thirty-six, that’s what the brick man showed me (brick man)
lookin’ for your b-tch, she at the spot while you lonely (she at the spot)
screamin’, “f-ck a deal,” no, i can’t let no n-gga own me (no way)
still couldn’t copy this sh-t even if you cloned me

[verse 2]
his and hers
mike amiri, michael kors
.223 like michael jordan
fire on me when i perform
locked up, trappin’ in the dorm
ain’t have no spot, now i inspire
just started, so i can’t retire
me and 24, we pullin’ all nighters (d-mn)
pop a perc’ soon as the morning
your b-tch gon’ call me when she lonely
want the smoke just like a junkie (woah)
it’s somethin’ floatin’ in my lean (float, float)
i don’t need a crown, i just show them i’m the king (i’m on a bean)
i ain’t got no wife, but i can show that b-tch my ring (geeked up)
i seen love turn to hate
i seen the real turn state (state)
so many n-ggas died
so many n-ggas dead (woah, woah, woah)
they treat fake n-ggas real (real)
i’m stalkin’ where you live (i’m stalkin’)
a hawk, i watch my k!ll
i pray before i prey, if i die, don’t take my soul away

[chorus]
n-gga know i keep a glizzy just like major payne (major payne)
i might take a n-gga soul, then go ride the train (ride the train)
n-gga think his hood hot, we gon’ make it rain
used to be on that bullsh-t like luol deng (luol)
dope man told me
whole thirty-six, that’s what the brick man showed me (in the bricks)
lookin’ for your b-tch, she at the spot while you lonely (and you lonely)
screamin’, “f-ck a deal,” no, i can’t let no n-gga own me (no way)
still couldn’t copy this sh-t even if you cloned me

- ola runt

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