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letra de daily duppy ( part 1 ) - squeeks

{ part 1 : squeeks}
i used to sell drugs for a living
pack a snub for the villains
i went guilty for the grub
i got n-ggas in the pub
i was sitting in the cell they had me stepping off the bus
i got that third off
i was thinking its a plus
and f-ck them 12 jurors i was smirking at the judge
all these informers why they running to the govs
got the pack by the crutch
my mash getting plugged
got that p’s in the bank
my cash on the up
i’m a ginger, breadman
stack dough get bands
on that stove, i used my left hand
and don’t talk like this boy ain’t been a clapper
i’m the reason why your backup got back up
climbing up the ladder, didn’t find christ
i still got my drillers on the southside
i still scream free my n-ggas doing 30 rеcks
man they got it hard like 30 sets
i am running through thе p’s yeah i’m burning cheques
swag dripping got all these b-tches turning heads
it’s fake news if i told you that i weren’t the best
its fake news if i told you that i weren’t depressed
i had a load of stress, and that was 10 fold
my name rings like its 10 phones
my beats bang the escos
i’ve seen bags no tescos
big chains yeah my neck glows
and when i’m fresh home
now they wanna watch me
my white bae she a c-ckney
my black bae she a yardie
but muslim ting she somalian
i be flowing in manny with okari like
always got suttin german on my car key
always go suttin burning in my ashtray
my eyes red but they covered by the black shades
i dared lift grub now my back aches
and that a whole of weight t
steeping on a whole load of flake t
all because i’m getting it straight t
all because i put it on a digis, now it saying 26.8 t
just another n-gga tryna do me
clip clip this ain’t a movie
is that your b-tch yeah she blew me
that b-tch got that breast and that booty
that judge put the 10 on my back like i’m rooney
they say i fell off
i was on my wing eating jollof and coming out well off
big wap no cap, take your head off
i box n-ggas no kellogs
the amount times that i let off
the amount of times that squeeks did a booting
your whip sped off
you ain’t head of your camp
my bread in the bank
i swerve on the opp
i burn down your block
you ain’t never been to war
you ain’t slept on the floor
you ain’t crept in the drum
you ain’t never been spun
you ain’t never did a booting
broad day in the sun
you can’t do what i’ve done, i’m the sh-t i’m the runtz
i got cali in my lungs
i’m never at my mums
jail days, i took days as they come
3 my n-ggas
i feel i had to pay the price
i gambling with this sh-t, i had to roll the dice

- squeeks

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