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letra de across tha world - tha god fahim

[intro: tha god fahim]
uh, i don’t care whatchu got to say about me, man
f-ck these n-gg-s, man, y’know
uh, check it
ion want nothing to do with these n-gg-s
yo, uh
check it

[verse 1: tha god fahim]
i got people taking trips just to see me
i got people supporting me, copping my cd
i remember when i use to roam to city, giving freebies
tryna get the word heard, sometimes i wish i had a genie
so i could wish all these demons to free me
can’t turn my back on my people, they need me
can’t skip a beat, no influence from tv
i let the ink bleed ’cause this life isn’t easy
i had to get my concentration back
i had to speak to conspicuous facts
had to relax, reach my peak
a n-gg- gotta slay tracks
every rhyme is like a battle with max
with no plaques, i spit it pure as aloe vera plants
b-tches shake they -ss, asking me to dance
pulling on my plants
got the d-ck strong like lance
but beware, the glock in my pants
it’s no safety, can’t no rap n-gg- replace me
re-banking our band camp funds, my n-gg-s lace me
my people look out for me, they believe in me
i’m k!lling mc’s like kenny

[chorus: juju gotti]
we thuggin’ all across the world
we thuggin’ all across the world
we thuggin’ all across the world
all across the world
we thuggin’ all across the world
we thuggin’ all across the world
all across the world

[verse 2: tha god fahim]
if you don’t like my sh-t then don’t play it
if you respect us, son, i’m grateful you can pay it
play it
if you don’t got the money then save it
but there’s always ways to get it
stepping my way, part ways so i blaze, you feel it
i’m blazing haze with my n-gg-s that hit it
remember days not living
hungry like gremlins
stomach rumbling thinking of k!llings
the streets have blood spilling
need [?], throw me four million
police bothering me at the mall when i’m chilling
when i was at school in hars i was drug dealing
tryna get some products just to get a little filling
pop’s house had the .22s in the ceiling
moms kicked me out ’cause i was really yelling
time’s running out, it’s a bill due
no [?], cold winds’ll chill you
searching for a texture
right before i make it in the shelter
these 4-5s will melt you
hopping out a bucket
the ’94 honda wasn’t perfect
treat it like it’s worthless
they shooting up the funerals and churches
f-cking up the purposes, cold world
seen plenty n-gg-s die f-ckin’ with old girl
i keep the rhyme going
the hourgl-ss is a slow swirl
it runs out fast in the same earl

[outro: juju gotti]
all across the world
all across the world

- tha god fahim

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