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letra de pork n beans - rxknephew

[intro]
yeah, yeah
(my n-gga brainstorm did this beat!)
uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
uh, uh uh uh uh
yeah, i ain’t even gon’ come in yet
uh uh uh uh

[verse]
ball on the stove and it get too hot
n-gga talk too much, know he work with the cops
do a drill, moncler on like kay flock
know the boy too broke, n-gga, get out the spot
right out the mud and it f-ck with my mind
show money sh-t, n-gga, f-ck off my line
can’t talk to my face, wanna talk from behind
hop out the cut with a two-tone nine (grrt!)
mama keep tellin’ me, “baby, they jealous”
bro want a sleeve, i made him a dozen
your auntie my auntie, so n-gga, we cousins
it was what it was when it mothaf-ckin’ wasn’t
pull up sixty deep, just me and my brothers
i get a opp k!lled, word to they mother
they ain’t do sh-t from me, i take sh-t from ’em
put a bowl in my face, i could make sumn from it
they like “neph, you the one, you the next upcomin'”
see that sh-t in my face, i don’t do it for nothin’
y’all sharin’ that glock, y’all ain’t shootin’ sh-t
grrt! b-tch need a cooling kit
suck my d-ck, that’s how rude i get
ar15 look like a broomstick
sit down, broke boy, you ain’t do sh-t
little puny glock’ll move your whole strip
they like, “where you been?” just got off my flight
blue-tip hollow point sing like gladys knight
different work, not the batch from last night
every fight, fight like my last fight
if i tell you somethin’, keep it airtight
ride for my dawg if he right or wrong
get up, get a bag, that’s the time i’m on
in my feelin’ right now, b-tch, leave me alone
why you outside, boy? know you need to be home (need to be home)
raised by the glock, the pot, and a stove
back to the trap, i ain’t goin’ home (back to the trap)
you ain’t help your brother, you know you wrong (you ain’t help that n-gga)
we gon’ rob that n-gga, we playin’ along
up that pole if he say somethin’ wrong
i give you a pack, don’t take all day long
wave that glock, look like pom-pom
don’t die in this sh-t, they like, “neph, you too strong”
goin’ through withdrawals, fightin’ my demons
can’t get off the boot, i know when i need it
from the inside-out, n-gga feel like he bleedin’
glock hit a opp, and iron out the creases
they like, “how neph did that sh-t, he be cheatin'”
put some respect on your voice when you speakin’
backsp-ce, “uh,” stiff-arm and delete her
don’t blow it all, don’t risk your sh-t
in the trap all alone, takin’ risks for this sh-t
broke boy act broke, glock fix me a b-tch
audi a6 point, no tint on that b-tch
cartier bustdown, see the glist’ on that b-tch
you ain’t even know it, got the stick in that b-tch
ambidextrous with the left right now
they say i’m trappin’ at my best right now
i ain’t got the money, plug debted right now
you stressin’ me out, got a headache right now
don’t talk ’bout the l!ck, n-gga, take it down
n-gga go through so much, gotta fake a smile
n-gga broke as a b-tch, wanna stay around
bro hit his pockets while i lay ’em down
[?] sound like “shots fired!” (boom boom boom boom!)
draco sound like a budget jamaican sounds (shots fired!)
this not on you, it gotta be in you
take that persona off, it don’t fit you
pray to my f-ckin’ [?], it’s a ritual
walk in that b-tch like rest in peace kimbo
neph, what you doin’? i’m gon’ get money
i’m goin’ through sh-t, i don’t want ’em to trust me
bro need a l!ck, he movin’ funny
no tellin’ what broke boy’ll do for money
cook a deuce, lace up my boot for money
take a trip, get off that flight for that money
d-mn near 25-to-life for that money
real n-gga gon’ divide that money
scary n-gga tryna hide his money
money, power respect, you ain’t got none
all my glocks go dun-da-dun-dun
you from pork and beans, not the slums

- rxknephew

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