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letra de right or wrong - sparkheem

[intro: cruddy murda]
d-mn, hey cruddy
hey cruddy
uh
i’m telling you (hey terk, sparkheem)
ka!

[chorus: cruddy murda]
i was in the last then i ran up my racks
ran out of work so i’m doubling back
when it get cold i’ll sit in my spot
spot lil’ sh-t i just chill in the trap
i know n-ggas don’t want me to make it
’cause when it’s ’bout me, it’s always hate sh-t
i just talked to jb he said he still take sh-t
they gave him fifteen for them jackets and [?]
so many opps i’m debating
talking to sneaky like “which one we shanking?”
[?] and that sh-t got me heated
he went on that hill and he set up a meeting
i swear i be thinking ’bout june [?]
and all of my n-ggas that’s gone
if i get the drop gеt ’em gone by tomorrow
i’m with all of my n-ggas they right or thеy’re wrong

[verse: semi homie]
took a big-ass l and start dropping my mask
he ran with his iron we was chasing his ass
i’m off this perc’ and i’m thinking ’bout the men
i don’t condone on that sh-t they be doing they ain’t men
cuz tryna spin in the morning [?]
n-gga on the men i be walking with ten
she got in her feelings i ain’t f-ck her in a month
i be taking down sh-t i got some alias bunk
n-gga acting like he won’t get chased with this drac’
walked out with a hundred and left with his drac’
i’m on her friend so i told her “boo we need some sp-ce”
getting chased by the law and i’m working the e-brake
[?] rp digging this b-tch i need three brakes
[?] everyday of the week we ain’t f-cking around
i’m riding with glo that’s my dog [?]
she want to slime out a n-gga her call got ignored
b-tch i really be in the heart of my trenches
them n-ggas be capping like sh-t we different
i really put on them gloves b-tch you really [?]
b-tch you throw him out there and i’m bagging your n-gga
highed up and i just lost the key to my safe
in the meantime i’ma run up a new safe
you f-cking with them n-gga know you ain’t safe
how it feel to wake up with a gun in your face?
[chorus: cruddy murda]
i was in the last then i ran up my racks
ran out of work so i’m doubling back
when it get cold i’ll sit in my spot
spot lil’ sh-t i just chill in the trap
i know n-ggas don’t want me to make it
’cause when it’s ’bout me, it’s always hate sh-t
i just talked to jb he said he still take sh-t
they gave him fifteen for them jackets and [?]
so many opps i’m debating
talking to sneaky like “which one we shanking?”
[?] and that sh-t got me heated
he went on that hill and he set up a meeting
i swear i be thinking ’bout june [?]
and all of my n-ggas that’s gone
if i get the drop get ’em gone by tomorrow
i’m with all of my n-ggas they right or they’re wrong

- sparkheem

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