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letra de richard gear - roc marciano

god bless my soul i’m a sinner
the path to righteousness is thinner
i was beating with many stripes, far more than i like to remember
my life is like a wild adventure
cops tried to pinch us, n-ggas piled up in my mama’s sentra
i had the 9 with the condenser
your t go from white to magenta
when them shots enter
hit you and left your body bent up (n-gga twisted)
you know the chain of command if it’s for dollars then we can prolly link up
but otherwise it’s unlikely my n-gga
i’m not to be taken lightly i’m a silent k!ller
do me a solid, come suck what’s behind the zipper
i steer the ship, ma. i’m the skipper
i don’t fish, i’m more guy fisher but just a bit richer
there’s no magician that could trick us
no roost no chickens could spook us we ain’t superst-tious
i’m witcha b-tch in the booth in the ruth chris kissing
we slid in the back door and walked through the kitchen
-ss so fat, this sh-t had me tripping like tryna stick rod strickland
my aura glisten, i shot the bull with the stick from long distance
and went off the grid to chill just like a baller with a torn meniscus
i still never slip with all this water dripping, knocked the game up, it was more than just morning sickness
i hit the floor to beg for the lord’s forgiveness, i done lost my discipline, i’m tempted
listen, kid, i’m still on that pimp sh-t
my shooter’s like larry bird he from port-au-prince he not from french l!ck
sh-t is intrinsic, my n-ggas k!ll, that’s how we build friendships
til then your membership’s pending
pinky ring with the diamond pendant swinging
i’m in a european speeding up and down linden

- roc marciano

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