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letra de allustrious - tha connection (smoovth & hus kingpin)

[intro: eto & smoovth]
huh
new crack era (huh?)
winners
hus
smoovth
yo

[verse 1: smoovth]
that’s word to me, word to everything i love
turtle doves and white gloves, so absurd to know drugs
just a body with clean intent
all my wrongs, i repent
the time that i spent gettin’ bend, had to hustle just to pay the rent
in the crib without a cent, what i meant was
i really seen some rough times, that explains the meanin’ of my rough rhymes
please refrain from speakin’ on past crimes
started off with dimes, dimes turned to twentiеs
twenties turned to platеs, plates turned to big money
i’m big w-lly, slap a n-gga silly
i prefer the .38 but pack a 9 milli’
the calm before the storm: that describes sean
not to be f-cked around, you’ve been warned
i teach on songs, y’all ain’t f-ckin’ with my pen
and thinkin’ that you could is a sin, man
[verse 2: eto]
my young boy livin’ street dreams, still he a hooper
but he won’t make it to 48 and william cooper
talkin’ like he bobbin’, but he really a booster
they send narcs in my apartment, left-titty abusers
serve ’em cold dishes, og slide, i learned from old b-tches
(swim with gold fishes), don’t throw me five
they lookin’ like it’s just me with lonely eyes
i’m still livin’ next door, there where the coke resides
still bustin’ moves ’til it’s a rockstar who sung the blues
now they pointin’ out me, hus, and smoovth
nothin’ new, that ain’t what experience taught me
only content n-ggas cool with hearin’ milwaukee
let ’em lie, you ain’t get your wins yet? let ’em fly
all i ever wanted to do was stretch a pie
n-ggas sidestep, i move ’em and step aside
ain’t a body we lettin’ slide, nah

[verse 3: hus kingpin]
the mnemonic-delirium-plague writer, the cage fighter
i k!ll a n-gga’ dj
tell bad boy, i’m rapmatic, spin a replay, leather lazarus
i’m on saddest clips, base cells crush
lookin’ waved up, playin’ for my eighth cup
three hoes in a clique, triple dip, triple play: that’s my wave
huh, i’m on the sunny side of the city, uh
where n-ggas get money, fly, and f-ck titties
we slung lye, duck five, feelin’ like luck dry
huh, feelin’ like love suckin’ you dry
had your b-tch suckin’ me from the side, you a clown
you get reacharounds, she bleach her gown when she leave my town
huh, in decent amounts
and don’t call me with no bullsh-t, slime, i lock that piece out your mouth
it’s wave lord, homie, mask on like a goalie
at the smoker’s club, n-ggas call me bon jovi, hah
[verse 4: big twins]
don’t speak my name if you don’t know me (what up, dunn?)
try to smile in my face, y’all n-ggas phony (yeah)
only ride for my homies (bar)
that held me down since a little kid (doo-da)
did bids and didn’t learn a lesson (f-ck)
still walkin’ this earth, that’s a real blessin’ (i’m still here)
gun to his head, now his dog confessin’ (blow)
i didn’t take his life, i had to send a message
i’m from a city that’s gritty, we paint the town red (yeah)
hard times for my dunn, he found his kid dead (f-ck)
one minute you here, the next you ventin’ this (aha)
it couldn’t be me, i keep the cannon (blow)
i got a different understandin’ (doo-da)
i do what i want without explainin’ (who want it?)
with time, i started changin’ (yeah)
infamous clique, we still bangin’

- tha connection smoovth hus kingpin

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