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letra de let it rain - shy glizzy

[intro]
who the realest?
rest in peace that n-gg- soulja slim man
free c-murder

[verse 1]
ain’t the one that sit up on the sofa
i’m the one that tote the gun without the holster
somebody told my mama that i owe her
because she gave birth to two soldiers
i remember she had the corolla
look how sh-t changed, now she got a rover
me and baby three done got older
must be fun to see some rich n-gg-s grow up
i been a real n-gg- from the get go
they ain’t wanna f-ck with me for sh-t though
same old n-gg-s on my d-ck though
lil [?] bossed up and got rich though
yeah, yeah
[hook]
they got my n-gg-s in the court screaming, “your honor, please!”
and all these b-tches wanna f-ck me for my honesty
mama done cried for this sh-t and n-gg-s had to leave
i’m still thuggin’ for forever i’ll be double g
yeah, let it rain b-tch, let it rain
go ‘head and let it rain b-tch
i promise you that you gon’ feel my pain b-tch

[verse 2]
yeah, i’m screaming glizzy gang forever
whole mob up in [?] for the cold weather
lately i been going through a lot of pressure
promethazine and codeine get my mind together
all these f-ck n-gg-s on the same sh-t
every day instagraming on the same b-tch
i seen a couple n-gg-s in my same kicks
tell them lame n-gg-s we ain’t got the same limp
n-gg-s wasn’t really down to ride
i’ma sh-t on them, they f-ckin’ with the other side
wooh, and don’t worry i ain’t got no pride
i’m gon’ make your b-tch go rent a whip from enterprise
then i make my n-gg- do a drive-by
how the f-ck they goin’ through a walkthrough
when them choppers come out you should see them n-gg-s’ eyes
come here n-gg-, jefe wanna talk to you
got some n-gg-s on me never see again
got some b-tches that ain’t tryna let me meet their friends
after this i might go cop a bm
and pick a n-gg- b-tch up for the weekend
yeah, straight gangster sh-t
young jefe homes

[hook]
they got my n-gg-s in the court screaming, “your honor, please!”
and all these b-tches wanna f-ck me for my honesty
mama done cried for this sh-t and n-gg-s had to leave
i’m still thuggin’ for forever i’ll be double g
yeah, let it rain b-tch, let it rain
go ‘head and let it rain b-tch
i promise you that you gon’ feel my pain b-tch

- shy glizzy

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