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letra de had shit - q da fool & kenny beats

[intro]
uh
hundred round goon
heroin on the spoon
i’m dope
kenny on the beat
i’m dope
whoa, kenny

[verse 1]
she want chanel
in love with the plug, that b-tch know that i sell
we gon’ bring h-ll
how you k!llin’ and snitchin’? that ain’t even fair, uh
love is plague (love is a plague), i’m on the ledge
these n-ggas be thinkin’ they k!llers, they b-tches
i swear they be geeked off the meds (they geeked off the meds)
i’m ridin’ with one in the head
got a b-tch in the car, got a b-tch in the bed
now i live like a star, couple friends want me dead
when i re-up, i double, i’m chasin’ that bread
said he want a brick, i just might charge him an arm and a leg
take a trip, bring it back, get that bank and then dance
they gon’ bet on your -ss, they gon’ laugh, they don’t care
i’m gon’ get to these mils ’til they give me the check

[chorus]
i ain’t even had sh-t (ain’t even had sh-t)
now i got a bag, b-tch (now i got a bag, b-tch)
i ain’t geeked for no bad b-tch
now i’m up and they broke, that’s some sad sh-t
i ain’t even had sh-t
now i got a bag, b-tch
i ain’t geeked for no bad b-tch
i just bought a foreign and i’m ’bout to mash it

[verse 2]
not used to f-ck with me
now they givin’ out love like it’s free
hidden agendas, i only rock with my n-ggas
so why you ain’t slide for me, n-gga? (rich shoota)
that money don’t make you a hitter, it make you a target
so all my guns shootin’ the farthest
jumped in these streets, they the dock
i swear i start laughin’, them b-tches start readin’ my charges
please don’t play with me
keep a k!ller in the m4 faithfully
put a bullet through his temple, that’s safe to me
k!ll every sound like i hate the beat
got my work so cheap
i looked out for you, n-gga, stop blamin’ me
all this hatin’, this fake love changin’ me
i done did everything, life plain to me

- q da fool kenny beats

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