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letra de marz - prince jefe

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[intro]
(byekyle)

[chorus]
dope dreams, i ain’t wanna pay for
police flash lights, i take off
i’m backed up, return the calls for the [?]
he act up, we gon’ knock his ass off
threw a bullet at the n-gga, [?]
shawty pay for that ass but it’s off
free sl!ck and all my n-ggas on the yard
he a b-tch, he don’t bite, he all bark
bentley with the frog eyes, knockin’ n-ggas off
get a n-gga hog-tied, you just paid that cost
i been in here raw, they ain’t rushin’ with the rough
i done did some claims with a n-gga, you a fraud
they k!lled him broad day, ain’t no waitin’ ’til it’s dark
gave my heart away to that b-tch, now i’m scarred (wow)
throw his ass a party, choppers waitin’ in the car
off two pink tens, f-ck a bad b-tch on mars

[verse]
i know you can tell, hoes knowin’ who we are
you can’t even tell, back then, i had it hard
circlin’ the block, see an opp, let it spark
n-gga took the stand, watch him point, it broke my heart (wow)
power knock him down, i can’t bring him back up
.50 knock him down, you gon’ need some backup
say he hit the town, all this sh-t ain’t addin’ up
n-ggas pocket watchin’, watch my wrist, boy, you a bum
one band, one sound, hit a n-gga block with drums
ain’t that many cap and gowns, it’s just murders where i’m from
b-tch look like she foreign, but she really from the slums
j-panese denim, bring them b-tches ’round once
n-gga, this what it is, give a f-ck ’bout what it was
mines right under the seat, not in the trunk
[?] wanna get next to me but it’s a dub
hit a n-gga [?] and drop a hun’
[chorus]
dope dreams, i ain’t wanna pay for
police flash lights, i take off
i’m backed up, return the calls for the [?]
he act up, we gon’ knock his ass off
threw a bullet at the n-gga, [?]
shawty pay for that ass but it’s off
free sl!ck and all my n-ggas on the yard
he a b-tch, he don’t bite, he all bark
bentley with the frog eyes, knockin’ n-ggas off
get a n-gga hog-tied, you just paid that cost
i been in here raw, they ain’t rushin’ with the rough
i done did some claims with a n-gga, you a fraud
they k!lled him broad day, ain’t no waitin’ ’til it’s dark
gave my heart away to that b-tch, now i’m scarred (wow)
throw his ass a party, choppers waitin’ in the car
off two pink tens, f-ck a bad b-tch on mars

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