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letra de 2am - toohda band$

[intro]
yeah
n-gga, stop
n-gga, stop fakin’, stop actin’
n-gga, stop fakin’, stop, alright
(ooh, sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
n-gga, stop fakin’, stop actin’
n-gga, stop
(funk or die), yeah
n-gga, stop (crown, you a fool for this sh-t, n-gga), yeah

[verse 1]
n-gga, stop fakin’, stop actin’
n-gga, stop cappin’
eighteen with twenty in the mattress
n-gga, i was outside, n-gga, you was shootin’ baskets
my ahk out the way flyin’ ‘bows like aladdin
n-gga, we just bustin’ down plastic
say the wrong thing, bah-bah, gettin’ tragic
police hit the lights, go fast, lose traction
my fam dependent on me, so i gotta make it happen
real gutter n-gga, i was raised with assassains
when i was baggin’ ‘bows, you was sittin’, playin’ madden
you used to be the man, now you lookin’ like, “what happened?”
orlando with them p’s, get ’em gone like it’s magic
that’s a little forty ball, i just blew it on some fashion
i ain’t never shared no lean, h-ll nah, we ain’t matchin’
b-tch, i’m into sales, why the f-ck is you askin’?
b-tch, i’m rappin’, used to be trappin’
[interlude]
b-tch, i’m rappin’, i used to be trappin’
yeah, swear to god we was in the trenches, n-gga

[verse 2]
now i’m on the come-up
b-tches used to clown on me, wanna suck me up
ex-b-tches in they feelings, wanna f-ck me up
they just mad and they sick my b-tch bad as f-ck
yeah, they hate that
where they cake at?
n-gga, where that cake at?
why you flex your homie roll? you ain’t make that
n-gga, you ain’t make that
why you even say some sh-t that you can’t take back?
n-gga, i done lost it all, i had to shake back
n-gga, i done sold it all, i even made crack
having dreams in the ghetto of a maybach
if i had one wish, i’d bring nate back, on my mama
free buddah, n-gga, that’s my shooter, n-gga
if i point, then you gone, he gon’ shoot a n-gga
only time you was servin’, bringin’ food to n-ggas
i ain’t have no way out, i broke the rules, my n-gga
yeah, you got a couple guns, but what you doin’ with ’em?
i just gave lil’ bro the eight, he did the fool with it
n-gga take it everywhere, he in the pool with it
you been f-ckin’ with the opps, we ain’t cool with it
n-gga, that’s the type of sh-t that leave your crew missing
pull up, pop the door, and leave your roof missin’
[outro]
(ooh, sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
pull up, pop the door, leave your roof missin’
yeah (crown, you a fool for this sh-t, n-gga)
two b-tches in my room and they both kissin’ (yeah)

- toohda band

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