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letra de 2 a.m. - realswaey

(intro)

(eyo drew play that)

(chorus)

yeah
i’m hopin’ my n-ggas they make it out, (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t never leave my n-ggas out, (nah, nah)
2 a.m. in the block, (in the block)
motherf-ckin’ opps where you at? (where u at)
cause i got a bullet it tatted your name, (name)
don’t let that fame get over your head, (head)
you jus’ a minute from gettin’ all clipped, (grr rah)
you jus’ a minute from gettin’ all arg…

i’m hopin’ my n-ggas they make it out, (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t never leave my n-ggas out, (nah, nah)
2 a.m. in the block, (in thе block)
motherf-ckin’ opps where you at? (whеre u at)
cause i got a bullet it tatted your name, (name)
don’t let that fame get over your head, (head)
you jus’ a minute from gettin’ all clipped, (grr rah)
you jus’ a minute from gettin’ all arg…

(verse 1)
i came to the block i ain’t never knew n0body
saw some gangstas; i walked by n passed by
they knew me
they like; “n-gga wassup” (uh)
& i’m like “n-gga what’s good?” (what’s good?)
one of ’em n-ggas they reachin’ they tool
my mind like d-mn this sh-t went south arg… (oh-f-ck)

it’s 2 a.m.; in the block, (on the block)
i’m reachin’ my tool i’m shootin’ n duckin’
i ran in an alley
them n-ggas ain’t playin’ they shootin’ they corner me
i’m like; “f-ck it i’m hoppin’ this fence” (uh)
after hoppin’ that gate come swingin’, (f-ck it)
wasted my energy i keep on going
i jump in them shadows i pose like a mannequin
n-gga he passin’ me shootin’ everythin’ that move, (move)

i’m like, “f-ck it i’m chocking his ass” (21)
i jump on his back i’m vicing this n-gga
he screaming he mama
i covered he mouth he eyes went rolling
lord forgive me i’m catching this body
his n-gga came runnin’ he shootin’
he shot my left shoulder
i’m like duckin’ i let his ass his go; (p-ssy)
it was either me or him, (yeah, yeah)
crossin’ the block wit’ a bleeding shoulder, (nah, nah)
smile on my face & i pull out a smolder
n-gga you demon; you livin’ like von
you live by a gun you gon’ die by the gun
you live by the gun you gon’ die young; (die young)
but f-ck it i’ll get me a good looking corpse arg…

(chorus)

i’m hopin’ my n-ggas they make it out, (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t never leave my n-ggas out, (nah, nah)
2 a.m. in the block, (in the block)
motherf-ckin’ opps where you at? (where u at)
cause i got a bullet it tatted your name, (name)
don’t let that fame get over your head, (head)
you jus’ a minute from gettin’ all clipped, (grr rah)
you jus’ a minute from gettin’ all arg…
(verse 2)

a week went by later, (later)
i heard that n-gga he died on the spot, (oh-huh)
i get me my phone i’m callin’ my n-ggas
i tell ’em i jus’ caught a body
the news went wild, “n-gga that was you?”
“yeah, how you know?”

“n-gga you wanted don’ come to the block”
“whatchu mean?”
“the block is hot” arg…
i hang up the phone; i’m bashin’ the table
my mind is unstable
ain’t know what to do
that n-gga belittle me he got comin’

i’m goin’ outside, (yeah)
i see a van it’s pullin’ up, (pulling up)
i see a gun it’s pocking out, (pocking out)
in jus a minute a n-gga down, (n-gga down)
wtf happened i’m blacking out, (oh f-ck)

(chorus)

- realswaey

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