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letra de so deep - team eastside

[intro]
ooh, team eastside

[verse 1: peezy]
i done did some sh-t you can’t stomach, bro
the same sh-t got a lil’ n-gga with a onion roll
eight in the mornin’, makin’ breakfast with the oven on
’cause n-ggas lookin’ for ls and i can’t take none of those
grew up in a coke house, b-tch, a blow house
where moms used to leave me by myself, like keep the doors locked
uncle went to sleep, i hit his pockets, b-tch, i’m on now
skipped school and never came home, b-tch, i’m grown now
scr-pped a couple dollars, got a sack, i’m at the store now
made nine hundred, bought a pack, it’s the roll now
made it home safe, bought some frames, b-tch, i’m froze now
ski, went to jail, it’s all over, i’m back broke now
n-gga, this the story of my life, i ain’t lyin’ to you
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ so for real, feel like cryin’ to you
free my hustle n-ggas, it ain’t nothin’ but some time, n-gga
they can lock your body but they can’t trap your mind, n-gga

[chorus: peezy]
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
team eastside
i’m a ghetto boy, raised in the 7 mile red zone, the ghetto, boy
wear white buffs and louis belts as hood medals
and the bad n-ggas always labeled the good fellas
see n-ggas tellin’, they don’t know the ghetto boyz story
when the n-ggas from the mud, turn it into glory
even when they turned they back and wouldn’t ride for ’em
through the good and the bad, they survived through it
this sh-t way deeper than rap music
this sh-t come often, we trap fluent
made bag, life of the streets, the trap to it
too busy with the dog, i don’t know what these cats doin’
i’m mindin’ my own business, doin’ my own sh-t
this one for my n-ggas that went from rocks to whole bricks
n-ggas that kyle biggs, rich n-ggas to the ones that ain’t got sh-t
we them ghetto boyz from the block, b-tch

[chorus: peezy]
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
[verse 3]
what you need? lil’ n-gga, i can plug you in
movin’ white, b-tch, look at what we shovelin’
shoot a bag down the way, i’m tryna double tint
team east, got the ball, we ain’t fumblin’
you could catch him in the streets, neighborhood n-gga
call chaz with the choppa, that’s my wood, n-gga
did a lot of wrong, i’m tryna do good, n-gga
f-ck starvin’, b-tch, i’m tryna get full n-gga
stack pricey out the way, it’s what the streets taught me
everything a n-gga on is what the streets bought me
every night a n-gga pray, keep the peeps off me
the streets cold, so i never keep the heat off me
up late nights, tryna come up with a plan
remember days when i couldn’t come up with a band
same people used to hate, now they becomin’ fans
first they hate you, then they love you, man, f-ck some friend

[chorus: peezy]
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
[verse 4]
f-ck waitin’, i’m grindin’ like there’s no tommorow
’cause you can be up today, and it be gone tommorrow
remember i used to have to borrow, sh-t was goin’ sour
then i met a plug, i knew i’d get there in six hours
that’s when i came up, ain’t sh-t really change up
all i know is get money and rock kang’ buffs
hit the road and stack it up, them bows gettin’ packaged up
me and t-dawg been actin’ up, ask your b-tch, she probably stu[?]

[verse 5]
[?] money in the louis duff, gloves when i’m packin’ up
we be in the streets all day, tearin’ traffic up
we ain’t even a rap group, we some traffickers
n-ggas catchin’ bodies left and right like we in africa
certified coke boy, east side, ooh, boy
if a fiend tryna get fixed, got blow for him
if a n-gga tryna get work, got a o for him
if he go run out of that, got more for him

[chorus: peezy, [?]]
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat
the sh-t that i’m sayin’ is so deep
did so much sh-t on these streets, i can’t sleep
the trap beatin’ so f-ckin’ hard i can’t sleep
if we don’t sell this blow and this hard, we can’t eat (ayy)

[verse 6]
i had to get it off that mud, i was taught by thugs
my whole life, i had a dream that i was gon’ be the plug
i mean, wouldn’t you [?] get your hands on them drugs?
[?] for that [?], that lifetime love
i done switched so many cliques ’cause n-ggas ain’t even loyal
some n-ggas ain’t gotta hustle, they came up spoiled
me, on the other hand, i grind with my soldiers
finesse a n-gga, f-ck it, dawg, he don’t even notice
blame it on the life i live, i know that it’s trifflin’
i’m goin’ through some sh-t, that’s why i popped them vicodins
my lil’ ho cut me off and she don’t like that sh-t
i got a [?], she been with me through the thick and thin
i’m talkin’ ’bout when i ain’t even had sh-t to spend
now i cop what i like, i can cop it twice
my whole team on, b-tch, pick who you like
in these streets, we let ’em wrong, but we doin’ right

- team eastside

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