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letra de thank you - the lox

[intro: jadakiss]
i appreciate you from the bottom of my heart
the bottom, very bottom
dayzel.. (the machine), l-o-x, experience
ha-haaaeeh!

[verse 1: jadakiss]
uh, main event, you the under card
i’m big homie, lil’ n-gg-, i done spun the yard
gun to gun right now with anyone of y’all (what up?)
had to give ’em half of it, they didn’t want it all (nah)
put a little weight on, i had to run it off
forty milligram opana, g74’s
no fly zone, four-five chrome (yeah)
might get strangled tonight on the ride home (yup!)
n-gg-s hold grudges, i just hold my own (umm)
so many fake dutchies, i’m starting to buy cones (yeah)
sold cd’s, sold tapes, i sold vials (uh huh)
n-gg-s trying to copy and paste my whole style (yeah)
when you know ya man is tellin’, then go to trial
one is so stupid, the other is so foul (foul)
i was lucky to get my hand on the big banks
and i’m letting these n-gg-s live
so they should give thanks, what?

[break: sheek louch]
geah, d-block
l-o-x, ya with don don
i got it my n-gg-, wooo!

[verse 2: sheek louch]
uh, you talking ’bout money or you talkin’ ’bout beef?
you ready to go to war or you talkin’ ’bout peace?
look what you made me do (what?)
took a hunnid out the stash, bought that thing in blue
and my b-tch one too (it’s nothing)
so much hermès, i’m a hermit (geah)
but i’ma mind my bid’ness, kermit (haha)
i-g, no instagram
that’s just facts on who the f-ck i am
you hear that forty cal dumping, i’m reloading the steel
and i ain’t lettin’ up ’til p tell me to chill (aight then)
we been nice since harlem in the mart
so y’all can suck our d-ck from the bottom of my heart, ha
they like y’all but they love us (l-o-x)
still make ’em wild out like good dust (wild out)
quarter mil’ in like five of these banks (all day)
to hip-hop, that’s who we give thanks, n-gg-

[break: styles p]
thank you (woo!), sh-t is highly appreciated
from the bottom of my heart
my word (d-block)

[verse 3: styles p]
when you hurt, i cry for you
wanna merk, i ride for you (i ride)
and i’m talking to the streets, give ’em my little speech
to let ’em know i die for you (i’ll die for the streets)
and i’m thankful for longevity (hahaha)
i got a lot of wrong memories (a lot)
that gave me that strong melody
and ill lyrics that gave me my ident-ty (ill)
i’m one third of the trinity (l-o-x)
i make millions off of felonies (millions, n-gg-)
more millions off of legal money
when i die, you’ll remember me (you’ll remember me)
louch and kiss give me energy (d-block!)
i feel sorry for my enemies (f-ck y’all)
get shot or get shanked (shanked, n-gg-)
whoever live, give thanks

[outro: sheek louch]
d-block, wooo!!!
(the machine)

- the lox

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