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letra de xxxxxx - skilla baby

[intro]
(the circle)
(berto, how you got that?)
(zai, can you turn it up a little bit?)
huh
huh?
hmm, huh

[verse 1]
they turnin’ all these young n-ggas into k!llers
i’m with the gremlins and gorillas
real city n-gga, all we know is minks and chinchillas
i’m with scammers and dealers, we like to hustle down the way
i don’t trust ’em, get these out-of-town n-ggas out my face
i always give my lawyer pape’ way before i catch a case
you risked your life and blow your money, man, you joggin’ in place
man, i just can’t wait to see the love outweigh the hate
n-ggas snake, b-tches fake, gеt ’em baked, piecе of cake (huh)
[chorus]
get it back in blood if these n-ggas owe me
you ain’t broke a law until you get caught, got that from my og
get money, k!ll sh-t, watch out for the police
i was tryna k!ll sh-t the only time i ride in stolies
if i see an opp, then they shot, shot, shot
oh, you hustle on the block? then come shop, shop, shop
i heard you sayin’ you a k!ller, no, you not, not, not
i’m tryna make a hundred thousand every i time i cop

[verse 2]
i learned a lot of sh-t from me
even though the game sold, i learned a lot of sh-t for free
n-ggas really gettin’ smoked, man, this city sh-t get deep
i don’t let n-ggas in my circle, ridin’ ’round just me and me (the circle)
if i don’t trust you, up my heat
runnin’ up the money, man, i got so much love for my feet
i been gettin’ ‘bows for cheap
n-ggas dyin’ back-to-back, i ain’t had no time for grief
get that sticky-fingered n-gga from around me, he a thief
i’m too busy gettin’ money, i ain’t got no time for beef
you ever made so much motherf-ckin’ paper, you forgot to eat?
b-tch, i put in so much work, they treat me like a king
i cannot let these n-ggas play me when i’m in these streets, huh?

[chorus]
get it back in blood if these n-ggas owe me
you ain’t broke a law until you get caught, got that from my og
get money, k!ll sh-t, watch out for the police
i was tryna k!ll sh-t the only time i ride in stolies
if i see an opp, then they shot, shot, shot
oh, you hustle on the block? then come shop, shop, shop
i heard you sayin’ you a k!ller, no, you not, not, not
i’m tryna make a hundred thousand every i time i cop
[outro]
(push that sh-t out, sk!lla)
get money, k!ll sh-t, watch out for the police
i was tryna k!ll sh-t the only time i ride in stolies

- skilla baby

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