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letra de desperado - saigon

[intro:]
yea..
yea man, yo mr. jones, b’
i’m a motherf-ckin’ (”desperado”)
yes, yes (yes, yes)
chea, turn me up
turn me up, turn me up, turn me up
it’s smash time!

[verse 1:]
seven am, i wake up to my little sister puttin’ on make-up
r. kelly come on, she turn the b-ss up
‘move ya body like a snake,’ what?
you need to take ya -ss to school and get them f-ckin’ grades up
my lil’ brotha, he swear he ’bout to get some cake up
runnin’ ’round all crazy rockin’ a fake jacob
the lil’ n-gg- keep raisin his voice to my mom
i’ma have no choice but to do him some harm
for now, i play the block wit’ my cousin tyrell
’cause around him, p-ssy is not what i smell
fresh outta jail, the street, will i survive? will i fail?
will i go to h-ll or go back wit 25 wit’ a l
see only time will tell if only crime prevail
the rap now, only the phony kind can sell
and i don’t wanna have to keep runnin’ from 5-0
i don’t wanna live my life like no (”desperado”)

[chorus:]
we come from the bottom of the street
we stuck like gum to the bottom of ya feet
if you front in ya rap, we catch you in the street (in the street)
run up on you wit the heat
i’ma (”desperado”)
[repeat]

[bridge: talking]
{various ad-libs}
i pushed the lil’ n-gg- unda the wing right?
i mean, i practically raised this n-gg-
he runnin’ ’round the street now like he wanna be a muhf-ckin’ (”desperado”)

[verse 2]
we was 2 lil’ brothers of the same kind
quick to approach a lil shorty wit’ the same line (get familiar!)
co-defendants, arrested for the same crime
’cause when the d’s found the nine, we both said it aint mine
n-body snitchin’, now we chillin on the same line
goin to trial to eat some of the same slime
i’m tryin’ to tell the n-gg- the thoughts of my changed mind
how when i get out, i aint gettin’ on the same grind
i’m tired of seein’ what crack smoke do to black folk
that sh-t aint funny at all dawg it’s like a bad joke
he said, whateva’ man, i’ll do whateva to get the cheddar man
do like 50 cent, sell “a lil bit” of ery’thang
that made me wanna punch the kid in the mouth
i jus wonder how long it take for him to figure this out
i said, trust lil’ n-gg- if you know like i know
you wouldn’t wanna go home to no m-th-f-ckin’ (”desperado”)

[bridge: talking]
word up shorty, don’t be like me, you could be better than me
you don’t wanna grow up to be no m-th-f-ckin’ (”desperado”)
it’s smash time

[chorus]

- saigon

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