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letra de no handouts 2 - ​thr33

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[intro]
we ain’t had heat, n-gga, had to use the stove
we was just suffering, it wouldn’t no where to go
gotta get bread, get better, we never know
since n-ggas can’t handle it, n-ggas be soft
and them hard times turn a n-gga to a boss
and these .556 make a n-gga do the floss
make a opp n-gga flip, n-gga, he get toss
y’een gotta believe me, i see the vision
and we finna pop out of the backseat
yo’ b-tch gon’ run up on me like a taxi
ni-n-gga, i run to the bread like a track meet
and these n-ggas so p-ssy, they can’t attack me, aye (d-d-d-dj banned)
brbrbrbr, aye
[verse 1]
i ain’t ask for sh-t (i ain’t ask for sh-t)
i ain’t ask for nun’ (nun’)
gotta keep runnin’ up, i ain’t done
ch-choppa gon’ hit ’em up just for fun
aye, yeah, ‘member the struggle, me and mama down bad
used to sleep on the floor, n-gga, i was so sad
these n-ggas ain’t knowin’ my pain
these n-ggas ain’t knowin’ my struggle
i don’t f-ck with n0body, boy, get out my bubble
you was talking that sh-t, now you tryna reb-ttal
yeah, b-tch, i’on wanna cuddle, i’on wanna lay up
’cause i’m in that grind, b-tch, i gotta stay up
’cause i wanna stay on my own
talk that sh-t, you get one in yo’ dome
ch-chinese plug, say, “nihao!”
sa-say he gon’ find me, n-gga, tell me how?
n-gga, give me respect, p-ssy, take a bow
and these n-ggas don’t wanna beef, ain’t talking cow
got these two f-cking gun’s and they go, “pow, pow”
and this grind sh-t is flow, you won’t get it now
d-mn, d-mn, i’m just reminiscing
i ball in the ’80’s just like i’m a piston
put the draco to yo’ lip, now you gon’ kiss it
baby, don’t lie to me, i know it’s fiction
‘member my mama was close to eviction, da-d-mn
w-we ain’t had heat, n-gga, had to use the stove
we was just suffering, it wouldn’t no where to go
gotta get bread, get better, we never know
since n-ggas can’t handle it, n-ggas be soft
and them hard times turn a n-gga to a boss
and these .556 make a n-gga do the floss
make a opp n-gga flip, n-gga, he get toss
y’een gotta believe me, i see the vision
and we finna pop out of the backseat
yo’ b-tch gon’ run up on me like a taxi
ni-n-gga, i run to the bread like a track meet
and these n-ggas so p-ssy, they can’t attack me, aye
[verse 2]
b-tch, i don’t need her
sm-smoke on that reef-a
ayy, ayy
said he gon’ run up? n-not today
g-g19, that’s my bae
made that f-ck boy do nae-nae
don’t like this hoe ’cause she cray-cray
you not the gang, b-tch, you not in my crew
ch-ch-choppa be kickin’ sh-t like it’s kung fu
ay-ayy, yeah
three bad hoes finna run a choo-choo
ru-ru-run up on me, that’s not somethin’ to do
make a opp n-gga sh-t, made that f-ck boy poo-poo
n-gga, you know i’m better, you know i’m elite (on god)
5-556 put that boy deep
he don’t got no hands, you know he get beat
and this lil’ hoe a dog, i give her a treat
i see the fake sh-t, yeah, i peep
kn-kn-knock that boy out like muhammad ali
i do not beef, n-gga, on ig
th-th-that n-gga sorry, he not pushin’ p
p-ssy, that’s not a real gun, that’s a bb
and this hoe keep on beggin’, she want my d-d
b-tch, i never had help but i never frown
n-gga, i’ma keep goin’, i don’t need it now
[outro]
aye, aye, aye
brbrbrbrbr, yeah
(i-i-it’s dj gren8de)
i ain’t ask for sh-t (i ain’t ask for sh-t)
i ain’t ask for nun’ (nun’)
gotta keep runnin’ up, i ain’t done
ch-choppa gon’ hit ’em up just for fun
aye, yeah, ‘member the struggle, me and mama down bad
used to sleep on the floor, n-gga, i was so sad
these n-ggas ain’t knowin’ my pain
these n-ggas ain’t knowin’ my struggle
i don’t f-ck with n0body, boy, get out my bubble
you was talking that sh-t, now you tryna reb-ttal
yeah, b-tch, i’on wanna cuddle, i’on wanna lay up
’cause i’m in that grind, b-tch, i gotta stay up
’cause i wanna stay on my own
talk that sh-t, you get one in yo’ dome

- thr33

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