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letra de all on me - propain

[intro]
(x.o.)

[verse 1: dj x.o.]
i’m cruisin’ through the city with my team (with my team)
beach nut n-gga, what you mean? (what you mean?)
club creep right across the street, yeah (‘cross the street, yeah)
this ho just spilled my cup of lean (yeah), d-mn
i ain’t felt this good since ’03 (’03)
that was when we called logo, christian p (christian p, yeah)
that was when we used to chill across the street (‘cross the street, yeah)
r.i.p. to the homie, peewee (d-mn, man), rest in peace (rest in peace, yeah)

[chorus: dj x.o.]
we gon’ sip on lean, yeah (we gon’ sip on lean)
put the city on me, yeah (put thе city on me)
put it all on me (put it all on me)
for thе team, it’s on me (on me), on me, on me, on me (on me)
on me, on me, on me (on me)
on me, on me, on me (on me)

[interlude: propain]
yeah
i really prayed for this sh-t, man (forever trill)
x.o., it may not be another two like us after this though
yeah, it’s on us (classic), pro’, yeah
[verse 2: propain]
d-mn, had them dreams of bein’ point guards
yellin’ out, “kobe,” in the front yard, stuntin’ for them young broads (yeah)
and when you seen them laws, you better run for it (brain)
f-ck around and catch your ass a gun charge, ain’t even strapped (nah)
but time fly though, now this money the motto
i thirty inch my tire, bro, b-tch, i glide over potholes
legend, in my city this screwston sh-t what i ride for (yeah)
that’s why i swear when i go, i pray to god that i die slow, mane (haha, yeah)

[chorus: dj x.o., propain & both]
we gon’ sip on lean, yeah (we gon’ sip on lean, forever, haha)
put the city on me, yeah (put the city on me, forever)
put it all on me (put it all on me, forever)
for the team, it’s on me (on me, uh), on me, on me, on me (on me, i swear)
on me, on me, on me (on me)
on me, on me, on me (on me, forever, forever, yeah)

[verse 3: slim thug]
texas tatted on my arm, houston on my back (back)
and that ain’t just a tat, homie, that’s a fact (thugger)
led the pack to the bread, got us all fed (we eatin’)
shop fresh up out the feds, now we back, n-gga (boss life, n-gga)
real street n-ggas, no act n-gga (huh)
everything thugger rap about facts, n-gga (huh)
like i’m pullin’ up in that maybach, n-gga (‘bach, n-gga)
or that rose, n-gga (rose, n-gga), i got more, n-gga (i got more, n-gga)
i don’t owe n-ggas (nah), on my soul, n-gga (on my soul, n-gga)
i’m a cold n-gga, deaded, independent
if you got good vision then it’s lookin’ like i’m winnin’ (boss life)
what you see?
[chorus: dj x.o.]
we gon’ sip on lean, yeah (we gon’ sip on lean)
put the city on me, yeah (put the city on me)
put it all on me (put it all on me)
for the team, it’s on me (on me), on me, on me, on me (on me)
on me, on me, on me (on me)
on me, on me, on me (on me)

- propain

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