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letra de like i'm pac - rxknephew

[hook]
i think that them crackers watching me and i need to stop
it’s the 31st at 12am, i’m checking my watch
i got lil’ homie at the trap, he playing the spot
i might hit a l!ck today if my lil’ b-tch get the drop
don’t you touch that doorkn-b on that trap, your ass better not
i might forget to serve you with my scale but not with this glock
one thing i’ll never do is fall in love with a thot
the junkies love me in my hood sometimes i feel like i’m pac

[verse 1]
i feel like i’m pac, i’m cooking the drop
gimme 5 minutes, i’m right ’round the block
serve you a beta, serve you a deuce, serve you a skatеr
diamonds hitting like tomb raider
you ain’t gotta say it, i know you a hater
do mе a favor, f-ck out my face, i’ll see you later
cocaine strong like it came in from asia
don’t come ’round my way, that’s dangerous
straight drop kick like power rangers
gimme 30 minutes i can cook it with a hanger
30 shot, leave a p-ssy n-gga dismangled
b-tch ass n-gga, i ain’t serving no stranger
hoe ass n-gga, you ain’t getting no credit
price too high, motherf-cker you deaded
real slum n-gga, i could never forget it
n-gga ask my momma n-gga i been with it
real trap n-gga, motherf-cker i live it
ran off on plug, motherf-cker i did it
ran up the sack, count up them digits
ask my momma n-gga i been with it
real trap n-gga, motherf-cker i live it
ran off on plug, motherf-cker i did it
ran up the sack, count up them digits, p-ssy
[hook]
i think that them crackers watching me and i need to stop
it’s the 31st at 12am, i’m checking my watch
i got lil’ homie at the trap, he playing the spot
i might hit a l!ck today if my lil’ b-tch get the drop
don’t you touch that doorkn-b on that trap, your ass better not
i might forget to serve you with my scale but not with this glock
one thing i’ll never do is fall in love with a thot
the junkies love me in my hood sometimes i feel like i’m pac

[verse 2]
they love me in the hood, wish a n-gga would
30 bust a n-gga head like canned goods
i was f-cked up, eating canned goods
you could do it, then another man could
n-gga my momma told me how to fight
my daddy, never seen him in my life
my grandma told me how to do it right
i’m in the kitchen cooking with the left n-gga
ima do it at my best n-gga
passing grams like i’m brett n-gga
i ain’t never worried bout the next n-gga
hollow tips breaking necks n-gga
i was f-cked up, i was down bad
no hand outs, had to get off my ass
hit the pot, had to cook up some glass
give a junkie sample, hold me a shot
n-gga, riding ’round sticks long as a mop
shooters jump, i hit you right in your top
crack in my drawers, dope in my socks
i was out there trapping right on the block
boy you acting like something you not
boy i jump i’ll hit you right in your top, n-gga
huh, b-tch, p-ssy
[hook]
i think that them crackers watching me and i need to stop
it’s the 31st at 12am, i’m checking my watch
i got lil’ homie at the trap, he playing the spot
i might hit a l!ck today if my lil’ b-tch get the drop
don’t you touch that doorkn-b on that trap, your ass better not
i might forget to serve you with my scale but not with this glock
one thing i’ll never do is fall in love with a thot
the junkies love me in my hood sometimes i feel like i’m pac, b-tch

- rxknephew

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