letra de jiggy in brazil - sha ek & bandmanrill
[intro: mc teuzin pv]
se falar que ama, eu tô mentindo
menina, eu sou artista, focado e capacitado em tacar forte nas novinha’ (mc, make another hit)
eu já sofri por amor, mas não sofro mais (project, project x)
agora o 212 vip exala no corpo do pai
[chorus: sha ek & bandmanrill]
i can’t trust n-ggas
one day n-ggas cool, then it’s lit
we was just spinnin’ the opps together
we was smokin’ and tradin’ our grips
i bet they mad ’cause a n-gga got rich
i don’t got pokes on that dirty ass strip
when you grindin’ and tryna get it out the mud they gon’ act like they want you to win
i thank god that i made it this far
i could have been locked up behind bars
on gang, i’m not playing with n-ggas
you run up, you get sent to the stars
gang-gang-gang
i can’t trust n-ggas
one day n-ggas cool, then it’s lit
we was just spinnin’ the opps togеther
we was smokin’ and tradin’ our grips
i bet thеy mad ’cause a n-gga got rich
i don’t got pokes on that dirty ass strip
when you grindin’ and tryna get it out the mud they gon’ act like they want you to win
i thank god that i made it this far
i could have been locked up behind bars
on gang, i’m not playing with n-ggas (aye, look-look)
you run up, you get sent to the stars
gang-gang-gang (gang-gang-gang)
[bridge: bandmanrill]
aye, godd-mn
look, godd-mn
look, godd-mn
godd-mn-godd-mn-godd-mn
[verse: bandmanrill]
swaq gon’ slide, gon’ scoop in that van
that been a homie before all the fans
outside, glock in the pants
outside, look, wait
i’m on the block, put the glock to the shoulder
he only tough for the net, he a poser
bro fifteen tryna slide on a rover
my n-gga said, “it ain’t done ’till it’s over,” wait
diss on the net then he caught the bottle
bro took of clock, goin’ full throttle
hit his body, watch a n-gga wobble
he gon’ clip a n-gga, come try to
i’m in the hood with a ak
in the welly, this sh-t like a payday
and they love when i’m screamin’ out, “ay-ay”
i got a b-tch but she not the bae-bae
bro shoot, his aim like grade a
get low, wait, you better stay-stay
get fussin’, this sh-t a fake face
get bussin’, look, aye
[chorus: sha ek]
i can’t trust n-ggas
one day n-ggas cool, then it’s lit
we was just spinnin’ the opps together
we was smokin’ and tradin’ our grips
i bet they mad ’cause a n-gga got rich
i don’t got pokes on that dirty ass strip
when you grindin’ and tryna get it out the mud they gon’ act like they want you to win
i thank god that i made it this far
i could have been locked up behind bars
on gang, i’m not playing with n-ggas
you run up, you get sent to the stars
gang-gang-gang
i can’t trust n-ggas
one day n-ggas cool, then it’s lit
we was just spinnin’ the opps together
we was smokin’ and tradin’ our grips
i bet they mad ’cause a n-gga got rich
i don’t got pokes on that dirty ass strip
when you grindin’ and tryna get it out the mud they gon’ act like they want you to win
i thank god that i made it this far
i could have been locked up behind bars
on gang, i’m not playing with n-ggas
you run up, you get sent to the stars
gang-gang-gang
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