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letra de out there - rondoe

[intro]
un-huh (un-huh)
n-gga what the f-cks up (what the f-cks up)
brim boy (brim boy)
f-ck you n-ggas (f-ck you n-ggas)

[verse 1]
i was out there, i was really out there
in the night air, posted in my nike airs
life’s a b-tch my n-gga i know
r.i.p duke and d boy, i miss my lil bros
bobbino almost home from doing 15
i just 5 and a half on a six speed
federal pen, wit them n-gga bout that knife play
get ya jaw checked, watch what the f-ck you say
aye
i be laid back like a lawn chair
just know if i come through there, i ain’t shooting in the air
n-gga ask your big homies if i’m official
57 garfield, one of the originals
i wish it could go back to how it use to
but it can’t, cuz we all got different views
my old homies all run with new crews
you d-mn right n-gga, i’m actin’ brand new

[instrumental]
[verse 2]
yеa
they be showin’ fake lovе to a n-gga
on the inside i’m laughin’, i see through n-ggas
aye them clowns don’t like to see you winning
n-ggas actin’ like women, n-gga get out your feelings
every day me and my n-ggs, man we hustle hard
tryin’ to see who can pull out the cleanest car
now a days everybody claim they real n-gga
lames be tryin’ too hard, i don’t deal wit ’em
i was 16, toking guns bigger than me
and had more money than your f-cking daddy
i spit facts, n-gga check my carfax
if i’m a b-tch, why n0body ain’t ran up on me yet
quit playin’ ya’ll know i shoot sh-t homie
b-b-f, forever brim boy homie
quit playin’, you know i shoot sh-t homie
b-b-f, forever brim boy homie

- rondoe

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