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letra de who are you - sleazus bhrist

[verse 1: sleazus bhrist]
had a dream like martin, they told me to get a job
then sh-t hit [?], that’s when i learnt how to rob
i’m a real blood, can’t be movin’ like no slob
all my brothers in the field, i be movin’ with the mob
earn some things in life that i protect by any means (protect by any means)
glock ol’ 17 if i put one inside the beam (inside the beam)
i can’t trust her soul, i only trustin’ my machine (trustin’ my machine)
gotta keep the stick, ain’t playin’ pou but n-ggas green (but n-ggas green)
who are you? men with the drip (who are you? men with the-)
gotta stay with chops ’cause i got bands in the whip (bands in the whip)
who are you? men with the sh-ts (who are you? men with the-)
someone sure that i got all my fam with the sh-ts (fam with the sh-ts)
they stopped showin’ love, so i replaced that sh-t with [?]
opps say they gon’ try and i don’t care, i double deal (i double deal)
they know i got money but i do not care to sh-t (but i do not care to sh-t)
tryna tell me some but i do not care to hear (but i do not care to hear)

[chorus: sleazus bhrist]
who are you? men in the loop (who are you? men with the-)
gotta stay with chops ’cause i got bands in the coupe (bands in the coupe)
who are you? men, pull up, shoot (men pull up-)
don’t come to my block unless you tryna meet the opp

[verse 2: sleazus bhrist]
mama in the feds, she calls me when she needs some bread
surrounded by stress, i called a treesh, i need some head
i’m gon’ eat these mil’s and make sure all my n-ggas fed
when your crib in la you cannot care of who’s ahead
i be geek’d up, feet up, how can i complain?
got my breesh up, [?], let me feel like [?]
i don’t hang with n-ggas who think life is all a game
yes i’m sleazus but my last name god like [?]
[chorus: sleazus bhrist]
who are you? men in the loop
gotta stay with chops ’cause i got bands in the coupe
who are you? men, pull up, shoot
don’t come to my block unless you tryna meet the opp

[verse 3: melvoni]
20 on the dash, on your ass, you can walk my [?]
shooters in your back, throwin’ shots at you [?]
try if you want, [?] a must, ion’t give a f-ck
all the opps broke, f-ck your jokes, i ran it up (let’s go)
who are you? who am i? don’t n0body know (don’t n0body know)
in the stu’ on this [?] sh-t, that’s that barbie flow (that’s that barbie flow)
gun in hand, thirty in the clip, that’s my body tho (boom)
i pull up to the strip and all these b-tches started askin’

[chorus: sleazus bhrist & melvoni]
who are you?
who am i? i’m the
men in the loop
gotta stay with chops ’cause i got bands in the coupe (i got bands in the coupe)
who are you?
don’t come to my block unless you tryna meet the opp (unless you tryna meet the opp)

- sleazus bhrist

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