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letra de stfu - the godfather

[chorus]
shut the f-ck up, watch who you talkin’ to
rich habits, i be pourin’ lean like i got the flu
(you could never see me out in traffic, i be on the move)
(irritating, high as h-ll off drank, got me in my mood)

[verse]
the feds out, b-tch, we still slidin’
your mans just got smoked, how the f-ck you still hidin’?
a detroit n-gga, white buffs filled with diamonds
boom came up on they ass, perfect timing
i’m a real n-gga, i been in the streets for a minute
you can tell i get active by the way a n-gga livin’
boy, don’t stand over that stove when you come inside the kitchen
my b-tch makin’ me mad, i told her, “go and wash the dishеs”
i’m in cali, tryna get a hundred p’s out in richmond (yup)
bettеr be ready when you go out on that mission
could see you n-ggas hatin’ from afar, feel the tension (yeah)
broke as h-ll, don’t even got no money, yeah, you b-tchin’ (b-tch)
how you gon’ go about this sh-t when we pop up?
if you ain’t heard a fully and a chop, that was not us (that was not us)
he tried to run and he fell, got him shot up (got him shot up)
you put that dog in that presser, it’s gon’ lock up (it’s gon’ lock up)

[chorus]
shut the f-ck up, watch who you talkin’ to
rich habits, i be pourin’ lean like i got the flu (i got to)
you could never see me out in traffic, i be on the move (yeah)
irritating, high as h-ll off drank, got me in my mood (got me bad as h-ll)
shut the f-ck up, watch who you talkin’ to (b-tch, shut the f-ck up)
rich habits, i be pourin’ lean like i got the flu (i got to)
could never see me out in traffic, i be on the move (yeah)
irritating, high as h-ll off drank, got me in my mood (got me mad as h-ll)
[verse 2]
high as h-ll off the drank got me mad as f-ck (i’m p-ssed off)
pulled up on her, got the head, and told her that’s enough (that’s a wrap)
h-ll nah, you can’t hit this thousand-dollar cup (h-ll nah)
i’m runnin’ off with these ‘bows, sh-t’ll never trust me
sellin’ dog in connecticut just like a husky (like a husky)
i was finna f-ck your b-tch but the ho was musty
ugh, how you f-ckin’ on that b-tch?
went to sleep, then i woke up, she suckin’ on my d-ck
in the trap paranoid as h-ll, breakin’ down a brick
can’t put the bag in your hand, you might f-ck around and snitch
i can’t believe you think you gon’ do somethin’ to me, boy, you a b-tch (you a ho)
want some money? better get up off your ass and take a hit (you better charge the f-ck up, n-gga)

[outro]
you know what the f-ck goin’ on

- the godfather

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