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letra de intro - pyrex pryce

[verse 1]
n-ggas stole from my dog, had to tell them that it wasn’t us
i remember we was boys, tell me where you put the trust at
it could be way worse, you could be riding on a bus
you could be lots of places, yeah, i done seen lots of faces
and i told him not to play with me i’m not the one to play with
and i’m the one they dread in this b-tch like i was haitian
i knock off your man in this b-tch, yeah, yeah
none of my n-ggas playing fair
who really my dogs, these days i can’t tell
uh, go get an m, put it right in the suitcase
wait, oh you wanna be friends, nah n-gga its too late
wait, oh b-tch wanna cheat, now i’m up in thе hills with a new bae
wait, n-gga you was gettin’ playеd, now i’m playing the new game
[verse 2]
wait, yeah
( based1 got them bands ho )
uh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah
and now i’m like hold on, hold on
trapped and he only been at it like so long
you popping up 12 on the dot
imma get your ass held till i pop
they always give a n-gga h-ll till the drop
seen the bag like, d-mn, you hit the spot
you had the ball, now it’s you sitting out
only take me a call to get you out the light
got it with you but is you gon’ use it or not
they don’t know ’bout the times when they told you that you wasn’t sh-t now they look up and you getting guap
n-ggas asking if rapping is paying they gon’ make me f-ck around, pull up to school with the [?]
they ain’t passing but now they see you with the rock
if i can stick it in books at the school
shawty, she red, but i like my money azul
in miami, more than uncle luke
i got a couple vibes, they at the crib
b-tch i can handle more than uncle drew
i had to dog a word to uncle snoop
look in the cupboard, ain’t no gin and juice
i told my partner, pass the 42
already knew he never wanted problems, that boy a dodger like he 42
they couldn’t handle if i told the truth
[verse 3]
nah, they couldn’t handle
they don’t know the sh-t i been through
they would never say they fans, but, they hating, sh-t i call it fan love
never did i f-ck with you, nor, do i f-ck with what you stand for
mama say that i don’t call no more, sorry mom i got my hands full
screaming all throughout the house
now they scream my name when they got their hands up
i’m from the met, that’s the land though
hatin’ n-ggas they don’t never wanna see you win
i cannot pretend, nah, i just wanna see my n-ggas win
lord forgive all my sins
word to thugger, n-gga f-ck em all, we gon’ go and ball to the very end

- pyrex pryce

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