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letra de gotta know - styles p

[intro]
i just wanna talk to you
sometimes i just wanna talk
just want you to hear me out
sh-t like that, you know

[verse 1]
if i’m gonna die in the morning, who give the warning to me?
who? i bet it wouldn’t be the reaper, homie (i bet that)
and you know i love rhyming to you (hahaha)
but this sh-t is getting deeper, homie
i used to hustle for that sneaker money, working the speaker
then the crib turned to sneaker dome (sneaker’s heavyweight, n-gga)
but i should’ve thought of buildings below orleans
i’m still building, why you think i’m seeking for ’em?
and i should’ve [?] geek
but the handgun was sleek and my palm no reach
(don’t you f-ckin’ move)
middle of a robbery, louder sh-t would bother me
but wasn’t used to speakin’ on it (i ain’t speakin’ on [?] god)
in the hood, it’s aggressive sh-t, i ain’t really stressin’ sh-t
i just light the reefer for it
but then i had to change it
face all my fears, but i didn’t get weaker for it

[chorus]
gotta know your weakness, gotta know your strength
are you built for the war? can you go the length?
hopped off the stoop, climbed every fence
stayed on the grind, shine ever since
gotta know your weakness, gotta know your strength
are you built for the war? can you go the length?
hopped off the stoop, climbed every fence
stayed on the grind, shine ever since

[verse 2]
tears stain the face and blood stains the body
and drugs stain the [?] and dirt stains the stoop
so none of us is clean but all we want is green
so all of us will rule (we ruling)
it’s f-cked up, on the drive (f-cked up)
knowing some of us could die and some of us could blow
it’s a rollercoaster ride, no amus-m-nt in the park
when you runnin’ from the narcs, gun’ll spark and you could go
to the pearly gates in heaven or the flames down in h-ll
but you ain’t live to tell, so we don’t really know
the show will go on and the flow will go on
just like that in the slums, but you already know that
they don’t give a f-ck about ’em so, or the f-ck about us [?]
why you think they give a f-ck about you?
but he don’t give a f-ck, so i don’t give a f-ck
in a room with some n-ggas, they don’t give a f-ck, too

- styles p

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