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letra de 10 times - the weathermen

(indistinct chatter)

[copywrite]:

c-write, back at em!
all my ladies say “ow” (“oww!”)
fellas scream “hoe”! (“hooe!”)
that’s f-cked up fellas

[verse 1]:

if you hate me cus i’m c-cky, f-ck you money!
and just for hatin’ imma bump it up to twenty
i ain’t
spittin’ some heat for some kid in the street
ain’t sh-t in the kitchen to eat
and food ain’t hit my ribs in a week
if you ghostwrite for a b-tch
you most likely a b-tch
how else could you see the world through both eyes of a b-tch?
c-dawg, half blunted if your b-tchass want it
run up on ’em, get your fish ass gutted
(you could) make it alive, walk away
make it in broke(?), or take it in stride
die language you coat(?)
you violatin’ the pro!
“the c-ckiest”, really?
i’m like rocky in philly
tryna trump me is silly!
and i rep
columbus like it’s goin’ out of style
what, you lyin’ about where you from when you go out of town
must’ve grew b-lls making songs for me
got big nuts on your chin, they belong to me!
[chorus]:

please approach me with extreme caution
please, you know we hit the trees often
under the influence i’m (?) ten
times out of ten, if i said it i meant it
ten times out of ten i’m in a benz that’s rented
ten times out of ten i’m (?) hydro(?) the senate
ten times and i’m dead squeezed in with me
ten g’s of (?) says i’m a squeeze(?) for free

[verse 2]

f-ck the world, i’m just tryna live
and take what the world been tryna give
i grew up in environments known for violence
where firemen wouldn’t come to extinguish your retirement home
like let me place the firing zone
a suck(?) square, up in there?
i wouldn’t leave a child alone
b-tches never blame ’em
i swear i’d never let the cheddar change me
i could be filthy rich, filthy kicks, leather avie(?) (and)
and my (?) aether day trust me
(no dro?) sh-t’ll get macy gray ugly
(polo) did ’em in a beige and gray rug
(so hoe) give me a bj today, suck me
(oh no) no dough
not a money deposit, i’m talkin a homicide(?) tummy deposit
chicks in the crib wearin’ nothing
(pelvis out) after i wear their p-ssy out, i wear they
(welcomes out)
[chorus]:

[verse 3]

for the ak make my day, you darin’ me?
with a lifetime guarantee to
(take away) the air you breathin’ instead of flarin’ (?)
don’t dare compare to me that bullsh-t you full spit
that’s a parody
when sparks flare (?)
sh-t you gotta save some guns like caricatures once drawn
you gotta pay
and i hate repeatin’ myself so imma just keep to myself
blaze this weed to myself and spray to these speakers that’ll melt
not many are realer than me or iller than me
but since real recognize real
it’ll take a villain to see
civilians ain’t safe, we k!llin’ the streets!
even got homeless f-cks in the winter feelin our heat!
b-tch, please
you must be out your rabbit ass mind
don’t n0body have a bigger weed habit as mine (matter)
fact i’m about to roll me a fat ass dime
and go find me a fat ass dime
one last time!
[chorus]:

- the weathermen

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