letra de eat! - sheluvpierre!
[intro]
all my, i said all my n-ggas, i said all my n-ggas, we from the east, make out the streets, all these n-ggas tryin to be, i know my, yea
[chorus]
all my n-ggas gon’ eat
all my n-ggas gon’ make it out the streets
all my n-ggas gon’ come up wit me
all my n-ggas gon’ get to the breesh
i know some n-ggas who shoot
i know some n-ggas who trap in the school
i know some n-ggas who move
i know some n-ggas who trapped in the stu, yea
ok , you talking that sh-t but you ain’t talking business
all of my n-ggas like dennis the menace
go pop a bean and then go on a mission, yea
you ain’t talking sh-t
you ain’t ‘bout that b-tch
sucking on my d-ck
yea she sucked my kids yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
[verse 1]
yеa
bad lil baby yea she giving me top
paranoid so i’m clutching my glock
hunnit rounds yеah we making em drop
hop in the v and we ducking the cops (yea)
hop in the v and we score on some opps ( f-ck em)
yea they dead to you ( yea, yea, yea )
smokin’ on dope till my head blue ( yea, yea, yea )
yea lil b-tch till my head blue ( yea, yeah, yeah)
yea sippin codeine that sh-t purp ( yea )
putting these opps on a shirt ( yea )
hop in the v then i skrt ( yea )
n-gga you know i don’t play no d-mn games ( no )
score a opp and i go david blaine ( yea )
all my n-ggas know i am insane ( yea )
all my n-ggas gon’ put in that pain (pain)
pain
pain
pain
pain
yea
shoot him down
walk on the block we gon’ hunt him down
yea you is a goofy clown yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
i see a opp, and i got my glock, i’m shooting my shot
yea, yea, yea, yea
[chorus]
all my n-ggas gon’ eat
all my n-ggas gon’ make it out the streets
all my n-ggas gon’ come up wit me
all my n-ggas gon’ get to the breesh
i know some n-ggas who shoot
i know some n-ggas who trap in the school
i know some n-ggas who move
i know some n-ggas who trapped in the stu, yea
ok , you talking that sh-t but you ain’t talking business
all of my n-ggas like dennis the menace
go pop a bean and then go on a mission, yea
you ain’t talking sh-t
you ain’t ‘bout that b-tch
sucking on my d-ck
yea she sucked my kids yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
[verse 2]
yea, eee
pull up on the scene like vay bxndz, bonnet swag lil b-tch popped three xans
designer on me i’m money man
play wit me boy you a dead man
uh, yea
i know some n-ggas who’ll boom up the room
i know some n-ggas wit blood on they shoe
i know some n-ggas who shoot out the coupe, yea
yea i’m heartless ( yea, yuh )
young n-gga and i’m heartless ( yea, yuh )
all my n-ggas gonna start sh-t ( yea, yuh )
all my n-ggas go retarted ( yea, yuh )
i see a opp, press him ( yea)
put his ass on a stretcher ( yea, yea )
call up lil bro he gon’ put in that pressure ( yea )
n-gga ain’t learn his lesson ( yea, yea, yea, yea )
yea, yea
i’m from ct
all my n-ggas gonna eat no, all my n-ggas gonna feast yea
don’t love a hoe
she f-cking your bros
she sucking every n-gga soul
just stack up your dough
yea, yea, yuh, yuh
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