letra de rites - platinum (nola)
keep a gun under my pillow
you lack if is under the mattress and i can not have it
clutch on my opps when i see ’em in traffic
they roll down the window then i gotta wack ’em
i do this sh-t for the gang ’cause they did it for me
in the g back when i didn’t have it
gang war steady raging real n-ggas steady clashin’
but my nina badder than riri she gonna take out an out for the freesky
i rep the east and they need me
so b-tch i can’t give out no freebies
started sleeping in cells as a juvie n-ggas couldn’t spook me
i be where the shooters be
and my reflex on a hundred
so you better think twice for you shoot at me
i don’t wan’ talk
don’t speak on no beef
and we want it all
i swear we spent every night up in the streets
all i gotta do is make a call, i’m in the east
we shut it down, open yo head up to look at dreams
aye let me tell you what i see, opp n-ggas turn to dead n-ggas
better ask yourself what you wanna be
og said n-ggas die everyday, f-ck it we don’t know the beef
everybody say they down to ride
why the f-ck you ain’t get in and roll with me
strap up and come on the road with me
can’t trust you so i keep a pole with me
shooters
i only wan’ f-ck with my shooters
and we don’t be sliding on n-ggas that’s oppin’
we hop out and walk down maneuver
don’t say nothing bout ’em, blood i’ll probably doubt it
i got buku love for my shooters
i told you it’s deeper than music
i told you it’s deeper than music
hop in the whip with the home-girl and chase down the money
don’t hit up my line hoe i’m gone
i don’t need sh-t from no b-tch
but if she don’t bring sh-t to the table then leave me alone
we used to hit l!cks in your hood in your kitchen
probably cooking dinner booling in your home
used all the money to go and do right
haunted by the fact that we was doing wrong
keep me a toolie n-gga
f-cking right i’ll shoot a n-gga
leave your dreams on the block from a doolie n-gga
no excuses to be acting stupid n-gga
because we was taught no disrespect
no need for a vest, aim above the neck
hollow tips still go through his chest
lil’ b-tch i’m a vet, give me my respect
and i sleep with a tec, so if you think i’m lacking you get wet
lil’ b-tch i’m a vet, give me my respect
and i sleep with a tec, so if you think i’m lacking you get wet
too
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