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letra de we dem - rooga

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[verse 1: rooga]
aye aye
n-ggas go to other states and try to be ‘dem n-ggas
n-gga we be in our city, we ‘dem n-ggas
he caught a shot to the head, i’d hate to be that n-gga, aye
i keep one in the hand, it could be that n-gga
b-tch im a real scr-pper
we f-ck with robber, dealers, murderers and kidnappers
shoot yo block up first, and we shoot up yo crib after
f-ck your family up, it ain’t no happily ever after
look at these rappers rappin ’bout some sh-t that never happened
n-ggas bе mad ’cause we get monеy, and we get real active
tryna slide through the 6, that sh-t like fear factor
i keep heat on me, i make you cool down
thinkin’ you bad wolf ’til you get blew down

i been runnin’ this sh-t up, ever since i ran it up
n-gga you can try ya luck but i don’t think ya man enough
how the f-ck you say “we beefin'”, but you really a fan of us?
i ain’t gotta do sh-t n-gga, bands’ll get you touched, aye
i do what i feel like, this b-tch heavy but it feel light
n-gga we dont play, we do this sh-t in real life, aye
thought he got away then he said “somethin’ don’t feel right”
aye we hit him in a place where i bet he dont heal right
[chorus: rooga]
we ‘dem n-ggas
yeah we ‘dem n-ggas
we ‘dem n-ggas
yeah we ‘dem n-ggas
we ‘dem n-ggas
yeah we ‘dem n-ggas
we ‘dem n-ggas, b-tch
we ‘dem n-ggas, aye

[verse 2: juiceman]
i’m a demon but got on palm angel
hit they block 4 deep, we shoot from all angles
put his ass in a box, that’s a rectangle
make his ass disappear like chris angel
we the ones that made n-ggas change hoods
test that drake up in the 8, make sure that thang good
i never change up i’m in the same hood
he say he from scr-pp gang, there must be 2 hoods

im fresh up off a hit, you smellin’ gun powder
he think he a drug lord, he watching too much power
ya better watch how ya move, this .40 in my trousers
aye 1 shot to the head, now he on all the browsers
aye i just dropped a perc 30 right now
pick the pipe up and make a n-gga pipe down
oh you tough, you think you buff, you wanna fight now?
caught ’em all lackin’, aye it was a wipe down

[chorus: rooga]
we ‘dem n-ggas
yeah we ‘dem n-ggas
we ‘dem n-ggas
yeah we ‘dem n-ggas
we ‘dem n-ggas
yeah we ‘dem n-ggas
we ‘dem n-ggas, b-tch
we ‘dem n-ggas

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