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letra de qc - ryler smith

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shut it
shut em down
shut em down yo
shut em down

shadow’s listening
shallow thoughts

i should’ve known
im just a man
who’ll shiver down

[chorus:]
she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne

she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne

she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne
she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne

[post-chorus:]
shut it down it get real heavy
ain’t no doubt, we been born ready
run it down, all of y’all petty
they dont speak much
like tommy vercetti

sweet brandy in our mid twenties
she my queen charlamagne
she my queen charlamagne

swear them lips feel the same

[verse:]
runnin’ in a better shape
countin’ all the records done
with my n-ggas we was loitering
not making money
how was we gon’ fund the tour?

sweat and blood in every pore
i do it till i live no more
shouts the people
who all done a part
they was with me from the head start

stuck my head out the window
f-ck the feds and the benzo they prescribe

first thing
get this bread with my brethren and my sisters
when i’m dead know my music gon’ survive

find peace
until that day will ever come
i’m prepared against any of the odds

make amends with your god
when it ends all depends on your deeds and what type of sh-t you done

make a choice

[chorus:]
she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne
she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne

she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne

she shot a man
shot a man
shot a man down
queen charlamagne

[post-chorus:]
shut it down it get real heavy
ain’t no doubt, we been born ready
run it down, all of y’all petty
they don’t speak much like tommy vercetti

sweet brandy in our mid twenties
she my queen charlamagne
she my queen charlamagne

swear her lips feel the same

[verse 3:]
uh, uh, uh
huh
and f-ck depending on another n-gga
i do better on my own

uh
and f-ck you petty ass beggin’
rat figures puttin’ gossip on

ey
and i ain’t changed
i’m the same smoking
n-gga outta back a day

uh
now i dun came up
went to pay check from a pocket grain

i jus really didn’t know better

uh
and f-ck a hand out
already shinin’ when you stand out
copy

y’all people gotta slow down
lately ain’t been up in my home town
baby

foreign cities want me headlinin’

and we was hangin’ in the booths
while you f-cked up in the club yuh

back then was in the first row
now my show dun f-ck the club up
yuh

jus like the women i was chasing
tried replacing em with f-ckin’
wasn’t working
(something wasn’t working)

huh
all these slides in my dm
l-stful intentions i know they lurking
(i know the they lurking)

independent young goons
gonna get what you really be deservin’
(what they really be deserving)

independent young goons
gonna get what we really be deservin’

swervin’

- ryler smith

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