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letra de pfc (30 on me) - ssj twiin & thekidace

[intro: thekidace,ssj twiin, —both—]
(enigma)
(woah, woah) (yeah)
(yeah, yeah) (woah)
(sh-t) (f-ck)
(—woah, oh—)
(—dun-dun-dun-nuh-nuh-nuh—)

[chorus: ssj twiin & thekidace]
heh, .30 on me finna send me to god
yeah, how the h-ll am i rookie ‘lil b-tch, i been doing a lot
you not with the moment ‘lil baby so you gotta rot
all that sh-t that you saying, ‘lil b-tch i don’t care, i forgot
takin’ yo’ sh-t and i put them to rest, ay
and these bullets hit him in the chest, ay
[?] that b-tch and then i hit it the next day
that ‘lil b-tch suck me up in the best way
all of this money a blessing
got this .30 on me, do not tempt me
sh-t, too many shots, get a headache
pfc, off these drugs, i’m stressing

[bridge 1: thekidace & ssj twiin]
too many hoes, i can’t even comprehend anything you just said, woah
i got yo’ b-tch and she doing it sloppy man
stick up and i put her to rest, woah
probably gon’ give mercy but b-tch i hope you know i never forgive and forget, woah
slippin’ on me, need to wake the f-ck up
get the f-ck outta bed!
[verse: thekidace & ssj twiin]
six shots ain’t enough
told that b-tch i only want the head not the love
you been sending mixed signals, i can’t trust
you love me, you hate me and all of the above, f-ck
‘lil b-tch i been on the run
chasing this money, i’m running it up
i pour the drank in my cup
choppa on me and it’s ready to bust
big ass chop on my body, it’s ready to slump ’em
twenty gram, i got big bands b-tch, i’m running
it’s f-ck all, one on one, i be ready to jump him
everybody yelling my name (—we love you ace!—)
she steady loving
no f.n., i’ma pump him
yeah, i’m with twiin ’till we die
two legends just pulled up to the function, i-
looking at me ‘lil b-tch, i’m stunning (i-i)
keep my head down, keep running, i-
lame ass b-tch like, why you stunting? (i-i)
[?] like i’m mcloving, yeah
i keep a .30 on stick
finna make his ass dip
i’ma send his ‘lil ass to the motherf-ckin’ sky
and i’m finna spazz on this b-tch, keep a motherf-ckin’ bl!ck, hope you ready to die
[bridge 2: thekidace & ssj twiin]
think about it, a, c, e, i’m winning (yeah)
when i post a snippet everybody finna listen (woah)
got some bread and a [?] with a ‘lil bit of chicken
hehehe, bro, a chicken?, i dunno man
woah, when i see b-tch i try to keep my distance
if she want my cash then she come and then she miss it
she didn’t believe and now i’m star living
i guess karma really is giving
yeah

[outro: ssj twiin & thekidace]
pfc, off these drugs, i’m stressing
(yeah, yeah)
(no, no, no)
(off these drugs, i’m stressing)
thanks for listening guys
i really- (don’t cl!ck off the f-cking tape yet, go listen to the next song)
holy sh-t-

- ssj twiin thekidace

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