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letra de ​​bruce lee - ​thr33

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[verse 1]
n-gga think he got the one up on me, i’m so sorry, but no but you don’t (no)
better watch your back n-gga creepin’, why you actin’ like a n-gga won’t? (on god)
shawty suck me up so good, like she cleanin’ up a fried chicken bone (d-mn)
f-ck n-gga tryna creep up in my sp-ce, i don’t like his home alone (f-ck)
momma always grindin’ for the money, n-gga, i was always home alone (on god)
never had no handout, never had no help, n-gga it was me (dang)
i ain’t with the miss and whine, gotta let her out my hand, let her free (you gotcha)
bad b-tch on my body, always call me up to talk about her tea (yeah)
ch-choppa came from the dungeon, and its tryna kick a n-gga, bruce lee
my cuzzo kinda twеakin’, now he tryna make that muh’f-cka squeeze (that fyе)
up the stick on his ass, he can run up tell that f-ckboy to freeze (freeze)
b-b-tch i’m in the hood prayin’ for the day a n-gga tryna leave (leave)
n-gga tried to take my flow, i ain’t get no credit, that’s a real thief
b-beat the f-ck out a n-gga, now he on the ground, had to leave the scene
p-pockets still fat as h-ll even though i got on skinny f-ckin’ jeans (gang)
take a n-gga jaw if he talkin’ sh-t, make him hit his knees (on god)
i just be up in my thoughts outside looking at the scenery (okay)
spark a wood, think i’m trippin’ ’cause i’m talkin’ to the birds and bees
i’ma wear the same, i don’t care about lookin’ flee (yuh)

[verse 2]
‘member i was just a young n-gga, i was posted at the corner store (sto’)
momma had no heart, wanna-had-to hit that muh’f-cka on the stove (stove)
when you see the bullets flyin’ n-gga get to duckin’, n-gga get low
bad b-tches at my show
b-tch, i done came from the bottom, lil’ brudda i really done came from below (below)
ain’t it crazy how she ain’t ‘een want me, now she want f-ck me ’cause i’m the goat (gang)
i stay locked in my head, i could tell myself “boy, you gotta get right” (yes)
glock on me, why the f-ck would i fright? (on god)
oh, he right there? n-gga, lets fight (let’s fight)
if i cut you, i said “it’s on sight” (it’s on sight)
n-gga, i was wit’ yo’ b-tch last night we was in the bed sayin’ “goodnight” (goodnight)
i can’t really express myself through mouth, so i sit down and write (gang)
when i find out what shawty had did, that sh-t hurt my heart, that sh-t ain’t feel right (like “d-mn”)
i’ma run up a milli’ on me, i’on need no school board, f-ck a degree (d-mn)
n-gga be broke as f-ck hating on me, i can guarantee (guarantee)
n-gga say “we the same, got the same mind” i do not agree (i don’t)
choppa came from the dungeon, and its tryna kick a n-gga, bruce lee

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