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letra de paranoia - que tha poet & vory

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[intro]
(it’s masanori, arigato)
ayy, ayy
(deep watters, you can drown in ’em)

[chorus: vory]
paranoia, can’t sleep at night, i know i’m next
[rambo?] got me ridin’ with that tec
ayy, i can’t let they hitmen get me checked (nah)
ayy, he come at me wrong, we at his neck, yeah
[post-chorus: vory & que tha poet]
got too much to live for these days
got me movin’ careful, i pray
got too much to live for these days (yeah)
got me movin’ careful, i pray (yeah)
got too much to live for these days (facts)
got too much to live for these days, nah, nah

[verse 1: que tha poet]
breaking the rules (rules)
never gon’ live out a book, yеah, yeah
still in the gang (gang) like my n-ggas was [?]
making this monеy ain’t funny sometimes, a n-gga be suge, yeah, yeah
people be hunting [?] my look
but i just wrap my chains on, you can tell that i
everything that we’ve ever wanted
f-ck [?], we don’t pay hoes
been building since legos, [?] like black gecko

[chorus: vory]
paranoia, can’t sleep at night, i know i’m next
[rambo?] got me ridin’ with that tec
ayy, i can’t let they hitmen get me checked (nah)
ayy, he come at me wrong, we at his neck, yeah

[post-chorus: vory & que tha poet]
got too much to live for these days
got me movin’ careful, i pray
got too much to live for these days (yeah)
got me movin’ careful, i pray (yeah)
got too much to live for these days (facts)
got too much to live for these days, nah, nah
[verse 2: vory]
i get out the way, ’cause she want a date
but she gotta wait ’cause i gotta skate
i pour a four inside of a .4
i’m sipping on eight and i’m going ape
i hit her raw, say she want my kids
i nut on her face, i’m playing it safe
pray for the day that a rap n-gga try me
like he out of data, he getting erased
[?]
i text her like, “what about your friend?”
that n-gga said f-ck all the rapping
them n-ggas start trapping again

[chorus: vory]
paranoia, can’t sleep at night, i know i’m next
[rambo?] got me ridin’ with that tec
ayy, i can’t let they hitmen get me checked (nah)
ayy, he come at me wrong, we at his neck, yeah

[post-chorus: vory & que tha poet]
got too much to live for these days
got me movin’ careful, i pray
got too much to live for these days (yeah)
got me movin’ careful, i pray (yeah)
got too much to live for these days (facts)
got too much to live for these days, nah, nah

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