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letra de scatta g. 3013 (to lil wayne's hit em up instrumental) - scatta g.

[verse 1 scatta g.]
buck buck my whole city waiting for blow up
you die by the sword but i’d rather live by my gun cuz
run up
no need to get aggressive or flashy
i only got it for one reason
to protect my family
this not a rap dream
this harsh reality choking
fighting to focus
i f-cked up but this another chance i’m hoping
this not a rap dream
f-ck a rapper i’m a poet
it’s surprising to you but it surprise me more because i ain’t even know it
decapitating demons
my gods work is so amazing
my granny deserve to see one of her grandchildren make it
think about the time it took to turn rap to crack
you got yo little rhyme book
what you gone do with that
dont get yo nick nack patty wack rhymes confused with mines
even without a studio my music never died
don’t get yo bubble gum rhymes confused with mines
without a studio i still ain’t let my music die
the hood miss the way that mustang sw-ng and swerve
whats funny is you miss it more than me and it wasn’t even yerrrs
yours, yours
stop knocking and start kicking down doors
we don’t follow dreams we chase them until we get to where we goin
now set some more goals
and keep on chasing them hoes
remember what a g look like when his head hang low
down on ya d-ck broke gotta get some doe
big dreams of being rich
sick of being poor
i can’t thinking about the wrong sh-t
my brains over crowding
when water feeling up your lungs then you can’t scream when your drowning
hip hop broke my heart and the industry haven’t found it
sacrificing to get a cd to a n-gga who don’t give a f-ck about it
never stop giving
embellish life with beauty
instead of calling my life a b-tch i’d rather call her cutie
and don’t call me
if you just talkin talkin
so unnecessary when you talking talking
yeah
they just talking talking
so do i care about a dummy who just talking talking
yeah
come confront me talkin
but i hope you able to climb the ladder when the money’s talkin
as i
pull up to the red light and i light my black
puff it times 3 then watch the light change to green
the flow is a result of hen i make my brain bleed
i give a f-ck about my people because i’m crazy
stop brag-in ranting about yo music comming
i don’t give a f-ck about it i’m the one one-hundred
one-hundred million rappers trying to make it thats world wide
it’s only room for one and i feel like the positions mine
i’m divine even if i swerve out my seat spitting luggies at the dummies who tried to do me i’m screaming free lil boosie
i’m divine even if i swerve out my seat spitting at the dummies who tried to do me i’m screaming free lil boosie
ha

- scatta g

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