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letra de gotta do something - shonuffnyc

e:h-llo
sho: yo whats up n-gga
e: i dont know how to tell you this man , i’m bugging out over here man
sho: tell me what
e: yo they k!lled our brother man they k!lled our brother man
they k!lled our brother my n-gga
sho: who?
e: daron son, daron is dead man, daron’s dead man
sho: you can’t be serious
e: he’s dead man, they k!lled this n-gga man!
they k!lled him man
sho: yo what happened man
e: nah man i dont know, i dont know his sister called me, his sister called me
they shot em in the chest man one time
our n-ggas dead man our n-ggas dead …
sho: and thats how i got the news that my n-gga past…

[intro]
rest in piece
daron trollenger, oscar grant this is for you

[verse 1]
ugh, came through a block
that look like a foot locker
n-ggas wearing j’s
n-ggas rolling j’s
in this hood where we come from
sh-t ain’t all good
so we get high
just to escape our low’s
life is a movie,
like what you watching?
life is a movie
we in it like lowes
family turn to foes
got some loyalty woes
cops hustling
trying to box us in
i lost my man thoughtz
moment of silence
–
f-ck, all you needed was guidance
we was supposed to take it to the top like elevators
or icing, now we can’t make this cake together
my mother f-cking brother
i love you n-gga
yea,
back to my low’s again
im getting high
thats not some sh-t i’m happy bout
last night i had a dream with you
told you i didn’t know what to do
you said you buggin, go hard
with your music

[chorus]
i look down at this phone
n0body to call on
i’m all alone
f-ck it, i gotta do something, something
i gotta do something, something
cuz all this dreaming ain’t working
i gotta do something, something
but what?

[verse 2]
sosa on my nerves again
feeling like tony montana when the movie end
i’m dying, im trapped and i’m lost
all i got is my word and my b-lls
maricons can’t take me out
eating macaroni
vivid dreams
is what i’m on homie
pretending thats its carne
on a yacht, with my baby
in a bikini
preferably, burberry
pop, thought bubble
back to reality
my vivid dream was k!lled by a fatality
gotta get out of here
can’t stand it here
need for things to get clear
i’m still at this chair
pen in my hand
headphones to my ears
i’m stuck on this beat right here
had a convo with my cuzin last night
told em, i dont know what to do
you said you buggin’, go hard
with your music

[verse 3]
been rapping for a minute
and i ain’t blow yet, what?
feeling like im sh-tted on
and im the toilet
would need a shower
but these rainy days
is hitting me on my head
and making my thoughts cloudy
wow, no wonder i got waves
i’m looking hating on n-ggas
wheres my sunny days
sign some papes
record some tapes
i’ve been doing this since the old school
i ain’t no fool
true,
i do it right
n-ggas wanna hear some simple sh-t like 123’s
i prefer the complex metaphors
44 knocking at your door
biggy flow
i’ll k!ll em all
beats of corse
this tracks a corpse
the traps a course
spoke to a hustler
told em i don’t know what to do
he said you buggin’, go hard
with your music

- shonuffnyc

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