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letra de don't sleep - rosdri114

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rosdriller
uptown to downtown
rosk!ll south, rosk!ll south

i’m ready for war
smoking the smokers taking another puff
they be like poker
checking the deck while playing the f–ken bluffs
how many of you m—–f–kers really doing it tough
imma keep my mask on, no case no cuffs
no snitches, f–k haters, speak truth, no f–ks
i suit this rap game but i wear no tux
im more like boyz in the hood
you more like a f–ked up friday like felicia no good
chop his -ss down no machete, no wood
with bars that i got, imma do what i should
not talking about cash but i got a couple gz
you could call me king if i had the opps on their knees
boyz in the hood get caught!
im not a store, but i’ll take your shoes i’m a “rebel” in this “sport”
eliminate him at this game at “nite” if we “fort”
roski11 south 1041 homie self taught

chorus:
step, step but no creep creep
just vision vision no peep peep
jak snitching snitching on street street
i’m just telling you twice so m—–f–kers just don’t sleep
(x2)

i see too many m—–f–kers wannabe drillers
talking about dippin but rappers won’t risk it to be k!llahz
people thinking they realist even your homies are switches
i done seen m—–f–kers switch up on brothers like they b-tches!
look at me, if it’s not my hood then i trust no one
free my tokouso’s from the 1041
xxxx snitched then the homies got done
25 to 50 years no sun
free tones, free no gud tryna get paid
my homies like them barbers they be clippn for that fade
put him in a tomb like angelina on a raid
like wesley snipes but there’s no acting with that blade
you can laugh at my hood and my resident
patch members know about our hood go and ask their presidents
if i’m thinking of walking the street, stopping the bustahs know i’m ready
using my hands, you pull out a knife
best believe i gotta machete
just like a lion we a whole different breed
ain’t no captain in my code my whole team is in the lead
if you run up, get done up, i do it for my set
these n—– with att-tude ’bout to get chin checked
if you wanna sell and buy don’t snitch on the trap
don’t f–k with my “crowd” that’s how you snitches get “clapped”
just like it was smack get your fat pockets tapped
imma pin point my neighbourhood str8 on the map!

chorus:
step, step but no creep creep
just vision vision no peep peep
jak snitching snitching on street street
i’m just telling you twice so m—–f–kers just don’t sleep
(x2)

when i was younger we use kick it on the curb
helicopter every night that’s a ghetto bird
someone always running it that’s all we ever heard
paid attention to the streets like a cl-ss nerd
when we use to yank the flat head on the car and run
f–ken dumb -ss the car had a red alarm
ring the cops, ring the cops where’s the taser gun
ain’t no snitching on my block didn’t see anyone
if my homie k!lled someone i ain’t snitching
selling drugs on the block i ain’t snitching
running through your family house i ain’t snitching
enemies get got and start twitching
blood makes you related, loyalty makes you family
stomp on these m—–f–kers like it’s a stampede
throwing it up and never go down, aiming at one g
trust me you don’t know these streets you’ll never understand me

chorus:
step, step but no creep creep
just vision vision no peep peep
jak snitching snitching on street street
i’m just telling you twice so m—–f–kers just don’t sleep
(x2)

- rosdri114

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