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letra de engage eight - shai coke

he thought he was going to trip and i wasn’t going to trip with him
he used to walk normal until the stick hit him
its not a figure of speech, it really hit different
i usually say engage 8 when i call blitzes
we is not friends or opps, i don’t know you n-ggas
i bet when the chop open shop, he don’t want no business
what’s 20, i just walked out of louis with big bags
its switchcraft, n-ggas will need doctors and skin grafts
i hit the streets for this cheese, you was all you could be
you wouldn’t believe how outgoing that i used to be
i just got tired of people using me
now i get paid when i talk, i ain’t speaking for free
illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
told them come on, i’d still sacrifice anybody
you got a glock, i got a chop, let’s do some karatе
focused up, i couldn’t slow down, them demons bеhind me

pull up and drop a whole hunnid, they think it’s a hit
4th and goal, all a n-gga really know it’s blitz
gotta goal, i’m trying to reach, so i’m taking risks
every morning, b-tch, i’m waking up cooking grits
i don’t think sh-t, i know i am, i been the sh-t
first game, pal season, trying to benefit
sell a pedigree, a fiend, get a lil’ pit
the trap only had the pup, he called it lil’ pip
bad b-tch, and she nasty like lil’ kim
don’t play with me, you gon’ die, play with one of them
from a to z, got enough to serve you and him
it’s hard to move when you got gang shooting at your rim
it’s a 25, one owner, go and check the vin
i hopped in my bag for cash, i came out with bins
all these n-ggas say they know me, was never cool with them
she say her man got this whip, b-tch this a different trim
i keep muscle, n-ggas will nip you just for trying to hustle
i turn bill for the bills, you more like brian russell
i got the dumps, became a champ like i’m timothy duncan
mas through the oop to pape griff’, i came and i dunked it

i’m rich, n-gga, f-ck it
in the hood, worth millions, try and score a bucket
and i came up from nothing, good in your hood and my hood bad b-tches love me
and i think your b-tch wanna f-ck me
she probably see this presidential like bill gluckman
you n-ggas only talk mean and you ain’t k!ll nothing
shoot a n-gga till his ass can’t feel nothing
got some n-ggas on parole, still a drill, somethin’
know some n-ggas that ain’t told, but they act the toughest
glock four, five n-gga, we ain’t fittin’ tuck it
save that sh-t for another n-gga
he probably love you
money

- shai coke

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