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letra de you the type - sg diesel

[hook: sg diesel]
you the type to be downtown talking bout you be in the city
you the type when i’m getting money to act like you getting it with me
ain’t n0body ever touching sh-t but i want n-ggas to feel me
going smack, i’m savage gang, i’ma let it bang til they k!ll me
you the one with no pack and no back, you’re abandoned
all my brothers wanna tote straps, if you sold crack you understand me
leave em hanging like a coat rack, i can’t hold back on you bammas
all i want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family

[verse 1: sg diesel]
all i want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family
don’t need a gun, boy i’ll never run cause i’m number one, boy i’m cam-ing
n-gga say he did a lot of time for a body, n-gga then stamp it
truthfully, you know i hate a liar, you just playing with fire when you gas me
leave em dead and i’ma shake my head, he ain’t breaking bread and he shamming
and a lot of n-ggas out here playing fraud, like them credit cards, they be scamming
up the strap and they’re like “oh my god”, and now he’s seeing god and i’m laughing
i can’t hang around no different dudes, cause we making moves
and y’all hot as h-ll like satan shoes, n-ggas steady acting for the camera
street n-gga, so i’m cl-ssified and i’m down to ride with them hammers
no gun, no knife, i’ll gl-ss him
when i’m rolling sh-t up, i need answers
he don’t want no smoke like cancer
and this street sweeper’ll turn a street n-gga to a dancer

hook: sg diesel]
you the type to be downtown talking bout you be in the city
you the type when i’m getting money to act like you getting it with me
ain’t n0body ever touching sh-t but i want n-ggas to feel me
going smack, i’m savage gang, i’ma let it bang til they k!ll me
you the one with no pack and no back, you’re abandoned
all my brothers wanna tote straps, if you sold crack you understand me
leave em hanging like a coat rack, i can’t hold back on you bammas
all i want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family

[verse 2: sg luchi]
k!ll me, lock me up and conceal me
don’t hit the block looking too clean, on the back street, it get filthy
same places with the same faces, couple in the cell, couple in the grave
drinking syrup til i went to sleep, when i fell asleep dreamed of getting paid
on the one hand , we are kinda like, everybody wanna get a dollar
spend a dollar, always hit the mall up, f-ck a b-tch and probably never call her
smoke trees, probably pop a iron, hanging with your friends probably all the time
living life to the fullest huh, tell ya people’s that you on ya grind
but in real life it’s a different thing, that’s on everything, we a different breed
i done slept on blocks, i done crept thru houses, i done peddled drugs, i done finished beef
set up by the same n-gga i was helping feed just last week
but you can’t be mad when you in the streets, ain’t no gettin mad, just getting even

hook: sg diesel]
you the one with no pack and no back, you’re abandoned
all my brothers wanna tote straps, if you sold crack you understand me
leave em hanging like a coat rack, i can’t hold back on you bammas
all i want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family

- sg diesel

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