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letra de street jesus - pito escovar

[intro]
h-llo?
call up [?]
ain’t ever answered your friends
hey

[chorus]
street jesus
you took my dawgs, i don’t give a f-ck about the reason
you go through storms, when it’s summer you switch the seasons
we on our own, hanging outside with them demons
schemin’, reload it and squeeze it
[?] told me f-ck them, make them all some believers
i was [?] cases, hear the feds ‘trications turn into a [?]
all my opps live up the block
yeah, my heart cold, but my hood fever
oh, she wildin’ in the junglе
feel like nas, i got the heatеr
[verse]
stuck up in the trenches, but i could never get too comfortable
we see baddies everyday, og’s turn mickey to a lunchable
never broke again, in love with money, b-tch i’m over you
me myself and i, [?] the money ’cause i f-ck with blues
when you dead ass broke, n-ggas start to move like they untouchable
back then, they ain’t wanna f-ck with you
like beef, what’s up with you?
make one hit song, now everybody falling in love with you
but b-tch, i’m off the drugs and i could never get too comfortable
all my opps are dead, we roll it up, we having fun with you
them sh-lls going for the mob
like [?], bands don’t care for you
faded off the e, i’m dripping n-gga, but my body mute (what else)
talking bout you, d-mn, hope heaven got room for you (oh)

- pito escovar

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