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letra de lil johnny - poodieville

[intro]
yeah, yeah
one two one two, now
yeah, uh

[verse 1]
lil johnny
he a real n-gg-
he just trying to pay the bills, n-gg-
living in the hood, never had sh-t
’cause his daddy wasn’t there and his mommy just a crack fiend
so he got to get the paper for his little sister
she getting older, every day she get a little bigger
and you don’t wanna have to sell that white
but he gotta get a way to give his sister a life, for real
now his homie from away say he got a lick
he know some n-gg-s up the street with a couple bricks
he said (johnny we could poke they -ss and disappear
like a motherf-cking ghost on they -ss)
johnny thought about it
got on his knees, talked to god about it
he took a bottle to the head
a blunt to the dome
tucked his sister up in bed, he ready
called his homie “let’s do it, i got the mac on me
i need that quick money
i need that brick money
and when i get won’t a n-gg- get sh-t from me
’cause i come from a place where ain’t sh-t sunny”

[verse 2]
so johnny started the car up
picked his homie up right by the car lot
his homie told him all about the plan
(we gon’ bust through the back
if they move then you blam
i’ma grab all the drugs, guns, jewels in the bin
if anybody make a sound, shoot ’em where they stand
that’s the type of sh-t that can get us in a jam
let’s get in, let’s get out
knock it out, then we scram)
so they pulled up in the back of the stash house
hopped out the whip, johnny pulled his mask out
they busted through the door with the macs out
johnny yelled “anybody move, i blow they back out”
his homie grabbed the money off the kitchen counter
then pistol whipped a n-gg- asking where the f-cking powder
then one n-gg- started reaching for something
johnny started blastin’ n-gg-s like a demon or somethin’
blacked out, eyes closed, he ain’t thinkin’ or nothin’
his homie told him stop, he just keep on dumping
and when we came to his senses
he found his homie on the floor
godd-mn man, dead in the kitchen
the bricks in his hand and the blood still drippin’
johnny grabbed the bricks and the dough and start dippin’
he hopped in the whip
a n-gg- came around the back
kick clack and let the mac spit
bullet holes all pierced through the back of the whip
he hit the gas and did a 100 right back to the crib
he went to grab the bricks out the back seat
d-mn, then he seen some little black feet
he can’t believe his eyes
his little sister snuck into the back
she bl–dy under a black sheet
d-mn, lil johnny

- poodieville

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