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letra de aint as evil as me - peysoh

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[intro]
(ayo, p8, roll that sh-t up)

[verse 1]
got four bl!cks, just one target, this a bad night
i’m broad daying, go ask about me, i blast pipes
and i was putting n-ggas down that was my last stripe
stand over squeezing this pepper until his last fine
sh-t, i step, could give a f-ck who shakey on a mission
i crashed out about my vato, they know peysoh committed
i don’t just rhyme it, i’m [?], this what i’m really livin’
i’m really my business, go ask the homies, i really [?]
my first skit was a triple, i took that to the neck
ain’t doin’ handy, got some sh-t that’ll rip through a vest
k!ll from the heart, you just the n-gga they forcin’ to step
pop it like you k!lling how you tripping we shooting at legs

[interlude]
sharon, get this, that gunman took off on a bicycle
went down everett avenuе, this is at everett and fifty-six
i’m gonna back out of herе
you see the worker down there, city worker there, they are cleaning up right there
that is where the man was gunned down early this morning

[verse 2]
i [?] on five six, i did skits on a bike
they say you more than just a k!ller, stop livin’ it trife
i did some sh-t that f-cked my stomach and haunt me at night
god, i know you watching, i was sinning so mama be fine
ain’t have a vest but i was grateful i’m good with a sketch
before the chains, before the rap, i was labeled a stepper
i’m still a yen, ‘fore you play, better read you a lecture
mugging while in public, be the way you get home in a stretcher
i hate the halls, my comerado, we right from the pen
i ain’t no driver, i was shooting when we did a skit
on murder block, you need a body if you from the 6
i’d put my trust in a ghost, i ain’t trusting a b-tch
i told my jefe if i don’t make it, don’t say i was perfect
’cause you gon’ probably be sh-t when they say i deserve it
sh-t, how we living, it’s no telling when it be your turn
i’ll bang the hood, spit in your face and laugh when i burn
really a monster on the gang and they fear that i’m free
we did a [?], boosie that ain’t even less me
i catch a sucker, i’ma squeeze ’til i leave it on e
moving off respect but keep it g, you ain’t big as the p
i chose the 6, that’s where the block where the k!llers the must
you got a gun for decoration, i see it got rust
how you trip but seen an opp? why the h-ll you ain’t bust?
i’d walk him down with no ski, i ain’t giving a f-ck
go read the chart, pcms gon’ tell you it’s true
i see the comments, hitting laughs, sh-t, if only they knew
he double digit with them things, see it’s only a few
looks could be deceiving, scrawny boy givin’ k!llers the blues

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