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letra de one of us (neighborhood superstars) - thugga massina

[hook]
man we used to say that we would run it up
look at us, we done got our money up
real n-ggas, gon keep it a hundred plus
a b-tch n-gga could never be one of us
not one of them, my n-gga – a rare breed
man i look at you like you my mama’s seed
when this world gets 500 degrees
know that you can count on me

[verse 1]
i was a lil’ n-gga with a quarter ounce of weed
out here trying to talk somebody’s daughter out her jeans
gucci on youtube, rapping large amount of beans
sh-t that was it as far as i could see
i probably should embark on my degree
instead i’m trying to smash these hoes
win some hood fashion shows and see how this rapping goes
n-ggas couldn’t walk a mile in my zapatos
i thought i’d be running wild ‘til my casket closed
you hit it on the head like whac-a-mole
if you said i packed a pole, i was so irrational
had a lot of passion though, just couldn’t contain it
this hunger inside, clarissa couldn’t explain it
‘fore you take that big step, know this sh-t is dangerous
jett jackson k!lled himself from being famous
sh-t i was aimless, just wanted the newest car
didn’t know i would end up being a superstar
[hook]
man we used to say that we would run it up
look at us, we done got our money up
real n-ggas, gon keep it a hundred plus
a b-tch n-gga could never be one of us
not one of them, my n-gga – a rare breed
man i look at you like you my mama’s seed
when this world gets 500 degrees
know that you can count on me

[verse 2]
all my role models had big chains
their impalas wasn’t anywhere near tame
i was starving, almost got the urge to flip ‘caine
but i had to fight the darkness just like rick james
sh-t changed when i saw marlo up on the magnavox
squid game, i lost my marbles and started bagging rocks
filled my reeboks classics box
took my lil’ b-tch to the range and bought us matching glocks
case we have to blast the opps
used to write lyrics just to attract the thots
b-tches sucked my d-ck like i’m kendrick, n-gga i rapped for top
and it’s back to slinging if my album flops
have that arm ringing like an apple watch
ridin’ wit the clips til the casket drops
that’s a caveat of standing on the curb
ptsd so i smoke a lil herb
they thought we were mentally disturbed
now i’m in the burbs like
[hook]
man we used to say that we would run it up
look at us, we done got our money up
real n-ggas, gon keep it a hundred plus
a b-tch n-gga could never be one of us
not one of them, my n-gga – a rare breed
man i look at you like you my mama’s seed
when this world gets 500 degrees
know that you can count on me

- thugga massina

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