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letra de we deliver - tech g

[verse]

im clocking running punting, no stopping
im gonna come they screaming he shoot me
son of guns mark’ veli
once again driven in my lincoln no celly
they dont want to know what im thinking
come on! you m-th-f–kas ready
will the feds you worry
come back to p-ss on my corps
cause they glad im dead
and k!lling they source was my bread
oh moma have you read
my books yet
i told the story to the ones who are quite and boring
now they scoring
to live like a gun’ so i be back tatted busting my lyrics like they glocks
im furious, nerves tick and delirious
searching for my homies
and a girl to get serious
sipping beer and wine
yelling f-ck a swine and jail time
im worse
cause i actually give a f-ck about mine
alone in my own mind so we deliver
alone in my own mind so we deliver
this thing called fear, this thing called fear(you can’t tell me)
[course]

you can’t tell me we dont care
when a homie pass we gonna light one in the air
when the day pass hear us busting no fear
when light flashes ain’t no witnesses no ones aware
now they terrified and petrified, look we live here
can’t denied won’t hide we deliver fear
can’t denied won’t lie we deliver fear
can’t denied won’t hide we deliver fear

[verse 2]

don’t f-ck with my bi— she’ll pull out on you quick
don’t f-ck with my roldawg he’ll have your head on a stick
don’t f-ck with me i’ll impregnated your bi— have you raise the m-th-f-ck just for him to grow up and k!ll you sh–
you dealing with some cut edge m-th-f–kas and whitety white privilege dont mean sh– to us
word to them undercovers, they gonna hate if i make it.. so here iam collecting my richest staying clear of petty bi—es
sorry for the switch up
but a rol-dawg feeling leery
twisted between helping and k!lling you m-th-f–kas cause you stupid
and im rooted
relizing the only people that wanna kick it with me just wanna do some stupid sh–
and best believe if i breach im gonna f–king lose it on you
you shouldn’t turned your back on the good guy’ we ride, foes die, not i lie
you too shy to rol we reside with the best
can i be down if you ask dont guess
you know what you gotta do
i dont hang with no busta’s fool
gohead give them suckas something wh0res then blues
you can choses get beat the f-ck up die or sn-tch up tell me whats up we given you suckas something to remember
coming like the delivery boys watch the sneek up
kiss life later pain, despair, misery
even the bi— in me scare of me
trust me you gotta believe me we deliver fear
[course]

- tech g

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