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letra de going 2 war - ​reefuh

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[intro]
therapy ain’t gon’ do sh-t for you [?] really need it
i’m crackin’ that seal, i’m poppin’ that perc [?] feed ’em
b-tch, you don’t love him, you don’t love him like you swore
tapped in with them junkies, sh-t, slime like a godd-mn store (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
cut some fiends, they just wanna score
body for body, we goin’ to war
oh, he p-ss, p-ss poor
how i get them racks? boy, i’m not sure
couldn’t go out bad ’bout a wh0re (i couldn’t)
god, stop closing the door
money long, and his sh-t short
i couldn’t beef with a dork, i couldn’t

[verse 1]
like [?] like pudding
this shoe cost too much, boy, i’m losing my footin’
and bro in that system, i cry when they [?] him
it’s drugs in my system, i can’t eat my dinner
i’m rockin’ j-panese denim, i pour up a line, if it’s potent, it’s venom
he don’t know sh-t about bein’ a winner
big boy, i’m him, i am not a beginner
[?] with them bowls, i can’t trust a soul
white b-tch got me throwed, she keep tryna f-ck on the bros (slimy f-cker)
better wipe my nose, it was what it was, as far as it goes
twin in that trap, throwin’ elbows
you would get wrapped, protect your soul ’bout that bass
i don’t do travelin’, sh-t, he fightin’, he tryna stay relevant
b-tch, here, foot to the pedal [?]
he scared of them chops like a vet’, yeah
i’m in the b-tch, rockin’ vet’, shoutout lil’ [?] that boy came with a tec
drugs, money, s-x, took his lil’ ho, he upset
[bridge]
it could’ve been anyone else
it could’ve been anybody, but it was me
[?]

[chorus]
cut some fiends, they just wanna score
body for body, we goin’ to war
oh, he p-ss, p-ss poor
how i get them racks? boy, i’m not sure
couldn’t go out bad ’bout a wh0re (i couldn’t)
god, stop closing the door
money long, and his sh-t short
i couldn’t beef with a dork, i couldn’t

[verse 2]
show ’em the cards i was dealt, i shouldn’t
looking for closure
should’ve known that you wouldn’t
shoes cost so much, started losing my footin’
if you had to, could you prove it?
i got a crew loose, b-tch yeah, screw it
i got drugs just for you to abuse it
the undead are singing my music (beginner, beginner, beginner)

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