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letra de anyway - spodee

[intro: bandit gang marco]
anyway, anyway, anyway
anyway, anyway, bandit!

[verse 1: bandit gang marco]
huh, i don’t love none of these broads
nah, don’t hit my line lil n-gga, fronted all of them calls
b-tch i don’t give a f-ck what you wearing, man, you bout to take all of that off
nah, b-tch, you ain’t done suckin’ this d-ck, man, i gotta get all of these hard
n-gga still countin’ this cash, f-ck is you sayin’? f-ck is you sayin’?
mcm in my bag full of them bands, full of them bands
huh, margiela steppin’, can handle a lil pressure
balmain jeans, gotta do a little extra, n-gga i ain’t stressin’, huh
sellin’ h-lla drugs, thinkin’ bout runnin’ my spot
lil n-gga gon’ get ya -ss plugged, huh, anyway (anyway), anyway
anyway, anyway, been catchin’ plays, had to pick and play
hahahah, ya dig?!

[hook: zuse]
yeah, a nine for a nine and a toot for a toot
money is the root of all evil, are you
born to win but built to lose
let these muhf-ckas know i’m gonna get it anyway, anyway
washin’ down my sins wit’ my f-ckin’ hennessy
i’m gonna get it anyway, anyway
always gotta ride on my f-ckin’ enemy
i’m gonna get it anyway

[verse 2: spodee]
uh, f-ck the enemies on mine
got ya ho wit’ me ridin’ party, next door, she a party to a crime
mac-11, not a nine, you will not be doing fine
cut off his eyelids to send a message to the m-th-f-ckas that’s blind
every summer, i’mma shine, ferragamo wit’ the sign
california for the gas, arizona for the pine
mamacita wit’ the eyes, margarita wit’ the lime
i know they say that beauty skin deep but i just wanna get inside
i remember pimp didn’t have a pot to p-ss in
now my opposition just a box of fishes
now they coppin’ tickets just to watch and listen
now my awesome vision to the boss and b-tches
gotta watch for snitches, it’s a cold game
f-ck a piece, i want the whole thing
got my n-gga wit’ me on the private jet
call that mothaf-cka soul plane

[verse 3: zuse]
anyway, let these n-ggas know i’m a f-ckin’ renegade
if you take a shot, boy, you gon’ fade away
yeah, my head hot and i don’t want no lemonade
catch you on the block–brrr!–wit’ that pepper spray
and my bomb detonate, p-ssy n-gga, you ain’t safe
catch a body, not a case, me and spodee in the race
while ya ho give me the face, blowin’ best by the 8

[extended hook: zuse]
yeah, a nine for a nine and a toot for a toot
money is the root of all evil, are you
born to win but built to lose
let these muhf-ckas know i’m gonna get it anyway, anyway
washin’ down my sins wit’ my f-ckin’ hennessy
i’m gonna get it anyway, anyway
always gotta ride on my f-ckin’ enemy
i’m gonna get it anyway, anyway
i’m gonna get it anyway, anyway
always gotta ride on my f-ckin’ enemy

- spodee

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