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letra de pacific - trigga500k

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy, uh (is that you, sam?)

[verse]
i got it on my own, ran this sh-t up by myself (by myself)
even when i needed it, i ain’t ask no n-gga for help
when that b-tch war, i’m suitin’ up every time, know i’m there
i don’t need no n-gga to slide with me, i push up by myself
the f-ck i look like payin’ a n-gga? i held that sh-t myself
all you n-ggas be screamin’ “real” and don’t be real, real is rare
lil’ b-tch think that i want her, i don’t want her, real player
stay the f-ck up out the trap if you don’t like that flocka smell
these n-ggas make believe, these n-ggas action figures
trigga rich, had to get rich, i ran it up way past n-ggas
won’t leave the crib without my trap, won’t leave the crib without my strap
free the bros from up the road, i’m sendin’ k through through the flap
they tryna tell a n-gga rap, but i’d rather work my phone
flockin’ b’s for eighty-five, you better tap in ‘fore they gone
nothin’ but made n-ggas and gravediggers ’round me whenever i roam
ain’t tryna f-ck, then say that then, don’t play with me, lil’ b-tch, i’m grown
you know my phone jumpin’ out the gym, h-lla plays
them n-ggas ain’t havin’ no motion, they be lyin’, they in the way postin’ all them poles on instagram, don’t never post no pay
(big bro, give me a ride?) n-gga, get the f-ck up out my face
say, every dog have his day, but i ain’t trippin’, i’m on ten
get ’em out soon as i get ’em in, god knows i’m tryna win
go up top like tell you again, i ain’t never front my motion
they tryna trick me off the streets, but i ain’t goin’, stayin’ focused
i done ran me up some money, now they hatin’, n-ggas mad
quick to added me a b-tch and watch bro dunk her off the glass
better get up off your ass, i heard you doin’ real bad (better get up off your ass, i heard you doin’ real bad)
shawty play me, he gon’ lay, n-gga tried it, he gon’ die
ran it up on accident, sh-t, i wasn’t even much tryin’
i don’t f-ck with none of these n-ggas, none of these n-ggas ain’t my kind
quick to wipe a n-gga nose, do a n-gga real slime
you know i love them phones, my sh-t sw-ng when it rang
i’ll pop up out, change the weather, n-gga, can you stand the rain?
i ain’t never duck no smoke, never will, that’s on me
i ain’t turnin’ down no plate, whenever it’s beef, know i’ma eat
i ain’t the type to ball hog, i wanna see all my n-ggas win
i bought cutters for my brothers, told ’em shoot whenever they can
you know i love them bodies, know i put sh-t in the wind
i don’t like to talk ’bout what’s-her-name, but i’ll do that sh-t again

- trigga500k

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