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letra de it's the 10 - otgetgwap

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[intro]
pipe that sh-t up, tnt
evrgreen with the heat, yeah

[verse 1: otgetgwap]
young n-gga tryna get it right
have you ever risked it all on the d-mn dice?
been plenty sleepless motherf-ckin’ nights
like d-mn, this really can’t be life
only right i got it right, sh-t, i’m tryna be the man
og in the casket, this never in the plans
since his mom been gone, he ain’t been the same
miss her on the daily, i don’t understand my pain
this sh-t ain’t for the weak, granny sick, got me weak
tryna stay lowkey ’cause these n-ggas envy me
came a long way, but i ain’t far as i’m finna be
really turnt, runnin’ through them blue thangs with the gang
dirty cup grounded, tryna come up on the d-mn chain
reminiscin’, steady thinkin’ like, d-mn, when sh-t gon’ change?
scratch the ten, hit bro like, “i need that sh-t again”
double up, no fronts, n-gga, i got it out the mud

[verse 2: lil lax]
twenty b-lls in, n-gga, but i get ’em gone tonight
make a ten, that sh-t light, n-gga play, lose his life
in the ‘scat, h-ll nah, i ain’t stoppin’ at no light
takin’ percs, that’s the only thing that make me feel right
f-ck a n-gga, i’ll take a n-gga wife
i just ran up some sh-t, boy, i swear it ain’t light
n-gga play with the gang, swear he gon’ lose his life
my n-gga dukes and dev got about 100k in ice
[verse 3: lil devin]
ayy, interrogation rooms, they ain’t even read my rights
remember when i used to think jordans sneakers was tight
still breakin’ all the rules, turned my pain up to some ice
lotta n-ggas watered down, shoulda threw ’em in some ice
take a look at my success, this ain’t happen overnight
still check that bag quick ’cause we got ’em overnight
feds got lil’ bro a deal, man, it still don’t feel right
i got caught with seven bl!ckies, but i’m still around the pipe

[verse 4: dukesgotdajuice]
ain’t ‘posed to be around no bl!ckies, but i keep ’em close at night
got one with me while i’m trappin’, servin’ n-ggas, get no type
one of my brothers in the bin, trappin’ hard servin’ ice
he asked me to hold his racks, he know that with me, that sh-t ‘ight
sittin’ in the trenches high, tryna get my thoughts right
first n-gga in the city icy, now you want your ice, right?
i’m workin’ on my old kit, that lil’ [?] i got light
just know if i go to the joint in two weeks, my family ‘ight, ‘ight

[outro: dukesgotdajuice]
my mom and them alright, they well taken care of
i make sure of that, big racks
tte the mob, hoe

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