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letra de mcgrady freestyle - tedy andreas

{into}
yeah
to much mof-ckin(?) in the booth right now mane got me a lil loose
gotta spit this sh-t right man (?)house
first take know what i’m sayin
you know this sh-t real man if you from the south side of things
young andreas in this b-tch 71tray represent b-tch you know that its real (yuh)
you know that its real (yeah)
you know that its real (baby)

{verse 1}
ill probably be a trouble magnet till my post-line flat
staring at posters up in class no motivation to pass
lately been trying to find a balance between the money and power its a fine line just like love and hate my boys relate to dis
my best friends flips packs on the metro so cops ignore em
yo you cats are faker than vodka bottles filled up with water son
i’m in new orleans, in the old honda bumping the carter 3
break a swisher down then clog it like an artery
ain’t sl-t shaming no b-tches , them b-tches ain’t half as bad as me
make em slimmer lose calories how i have em
yo i’m tripping , license suspended drawing attention
woulda thought i had a death wish how i whip the ess-x
f-ck being friendly the root attention is envoy , the root of drama is p-ssy ,sh-t n0body could book
without fungome for budget , lose more love ever summer
might pull up on my ex and make it look like i’m cutting onions
you either with me or against me
driving bentley on beverley
enjoy it now cause my past shortin my life expectancy
got jordan 10s g star denim, i’m heaven sent
remember cps at mamas crib searching for evidence
when i was young i wanna be like mcgrady
13 vikes before i re-up 33 people waiting, hall of fame sh-t
my ego fluctuate the harder ten grey hits
afghan haze lit my speakers blasting miles davis , hanging out the window out my ride yo
physics knew that id blow
fendi bombers , sneakers be pippins or ferragamos
simple to find ill be where the honey or where the trouble at
south side youngest motherf-cker got us on the map
peace
{outro}
and i ain’t gotta prove sh-ts how i feel
just feel my presence and you know that its real
label saying i got mainstream appeal
if i change my image tell em f-ck how you feel
i’m on the sunset strip mega lit but i’m from city where they poppin in the fields
and i ain’t gotta prove sh-ts how i feel
just hear me spit and you’ll know how i feel
you know that its real
you know that its real baby
you know that its real
you know that its real baby
f-ck outta here

- tedy andreas

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