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letra de 2 choices - scy jimm

[intro]
(girlthatsreek)
(mama, zachary makin’ beats again)
yeah (woo)
d-mn (woo), d-mn

[chorus]
put in work for everything i ever had (for everything i ever had)
you got two choices, you gon’ chase a b-tch or a bag (or a bag)
i’ve been livin’ good ever since i got up off my ass (yeah, yeah)
keep hustlin’, young n-gga, hard times never last, uh (nah, nah)

[verse 1]
all i know is cash and drugs (yeah)
lil’ jimm known to get it off, just go and ask the plug (go ask the plug, n-gga)
these n-ggas creep, this world cold, so i don’t look for love (f-ck love)
‘member i ain’t have a dub, now i get paid to club, n-gga, uh
we ain’t nothin’ alike, i live a whole different lifestyle (yeah, yеah)
they see i’m shinin’ bright, these n-ggas wanna put my lights out (f-ck a n-gga)
showin’ off pеrformin’, we on stage with our pipes out (glah, glah)
all these dead presidents, i still ain’t seen the white house (ain’t)
ball for ball, we can go rap for rap, these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me (f-ck with me)
tryna change, but i can’t leave the streets, this sh-t ain’t stuck with me
got my baby, shorty f-ck me good, she know what’s up with me (uh-huh)
beggin’ me to slap it ‘cross her face, she want a buck fifty (come here, b-tch)
we gon’ see who really grindin’ when it’s all said and done (when it’s all said and done)
i don’t put sh-t before them dollars, i need everyone’s (on gang)
she let me get that p-ssy, knock it out the park like barry bonds (come here, bae)
he really a b-tch, he think he hard just ’cause he carry guns (carry guns)
phone doin’ digits (yeah), what’s a chef without a kitchen? (huh)
my mind on a million, she keep beggin’ for attention
i can’t stop chasin’ them racks ’cause this time ain’t gon’ stop tickin’ (on gang)
i refuse to die hungry, everyday i’m gettin’ chicken, n-gga (cheese)
[chorus]
put in work for everything i ever had (for everything i ever had)
you got two choices, you gon’ chase a b-tch or a bag (or a bag)
i’ve been livin’ good ever since i got up off my ass (yeah, yeah)
keep hustlin’, young n-gga, hard times never last, uh (nah, nah)

[verse 2]
i’m locked in, i finally found the route (i finally found the route)
every time i speak, it’s factual, i don’t put on for no clout (on gang)
nothin’ fake come out my mouth (n-gga), only drugs come out this house (yeah, yeah)
puttin’ up that cheese ’cause i know they gon’ laugh if i run out, huh
money fiend, i can’t help it (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout that cheese so d-mn much, my b-tch startin’ to get jealous on me
slidin’ in a tahoe, six deep (skrrt)
one n-gga with gun license, but the rest of us some felons, homie (glaow, glaow)
as long as ben frank with me, i ain’t never lonely (on gang)
can’t do no dirt with n-ggas, they might end up tellin’ on me (shh)
know i’m grindin’, hustlin’ how i got here (hustlin’ how i got here)
i’m sippin’ liquor, n-gga, this is not beer (on gang)
you doin’ what you can, b-tch, i’m doin’ what i wanna (what i wanna)
ain’t even ate today, right now, i’m goin’ off liquor and marijuana (the f-ck?)
know these n-ggas want me dead and broke, standin’ on the corner (standin’ on the block)
they try to take me, it ain’t workin’, what don’t k!ll you make you stronger (on gang)
i got these n-ggas p-ssed, i’m countin’ dog sh-t (i’m countin’ dog sh-t)
everybody around me havin’, b-tch, we all lit (we all eat)
i blew a ten today, that’s some small sh-t (come on, man)
i’m in a coupe ridin’ with a raw b-tch (skrrt, n-gga)
[chorus]
put in work for everything i ever had (for everything i ever had)
you got two choices, you gon’ chase a b-tch or a bag (or a bag)
i’ve been livin’ good ever since i got up off my ass (yeah, yeah)
keep hustlin’, young n-gga, hard times never last, uh (nah, nah)

[outro]
mhm, yeah, f-ck a n-gga
big scy sh-t, n-gga
you already know how i’m comin’, n-gga
i—, alright, f-ck a n-gga, yeah

- scy jimm

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