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letra de flower bed - pro dillinger & machacha

[intro]
i got washed, but i just got rinsed off
i did not get the wash quiet as snow version
i still got dirt on me, but show me somethin’ that has grown into something beautiful that didn’t have no dirt on it (come on)

[interlude]
uh
yo

[verse 1]
men, they givin’ out paper, y’all be workin’ jobs where they givin’ out pay cuts
i been workin’ hard, so i ain’t givin’ out favors
got a new knife, i been givin’ out tapers
tryna clean the plate up, sh-t all on my razor
wifey need time and my b-tches want lay up
they get b-tterflies, but i givin’ ’em the vapors
a n-gga eatin’ good, i ain’t got the time to wait up
yeah, i’m maintainin’, but a n-gga tryna stay up
all i do is think about, some money on the wakе up
scummy is the squad, rather die bеfore you play us
find me in the stroll, lil’ n-gga, i’m the mayor
caught a couple ls, but i took it like a player
n0body in my way now, it’s easy as a layup
headed to the bag, now i see you on the way up
independent now, tryna live like a major
independent now, tryna live like a major
[chorus]
only the squad and that’s us, n-gga (woah!)
smile in my face, but i don’t trust n-ggas (no!)
ahead of the game, i one-up n-ggas (yo!)
sh-t feel funny, the fun’s up (blow!)
only the squad and that’s us, n-gga (woah!)
smile in my face, but i don’t trust n-ggas (no!)
ahead of the game, i one-up n-ggas (yo! 1 9, n-gga)
sh-t feel funny, the gun bust, n-gga (blow!)

[verse 2]
everybody know the moves when i step in
breakdancin’ with a b-tch, that’s a head spin
tell or listen, i’m just tryna get the head in
she let me hit it, now i’m f-ckin’ with her best friend
i’m too foul, but y’all knew that
i made peace with it
animal, i took your heart and ate a piece of it
have my n-gga take your life, but i’m keepin’ it
.38 by my side, n-gga i sleep with it
live now, we all gon’ die, so make the best of it
broke t–th, it hurt my stripes, i’m like a peppermint
play with me, i’m ready to die, you ain’t gon’ never win
f-cked up and mention my name and let the devil in
real talk, n-ggas eatin’ d-ck, but you still talk
catch you slippin’ hit you with the knife, let the steel talk
gotta eat, break a lil’ bread with my real dawgs
i’m burnin’ sh-t down and somethin’ feels off
[chorus]
only the squad and that’s us, n-gga (woah!)
smile in my face, but i don’t trust n-ggas (no!)
ahead of the game, i one-up n-ggas (yo!)
sh-t feel funny, the fun’s up (blow!)
only the squad and that’s us, n-gga (woah!)
smile in my face, but i don’t trust n-ggas (no!)
ahead of the game, i one-up n-ggas (yo!)
sh-t feel funny, the gun bust, n-gga (blow!)

- pro dillinger machacha

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