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letra de pessy - trouble

[chorus: og k. k]
i got that drug dealer money, what you got
you just a rapper, you ain’t really been on the block
i’m all tied, kk on the ground
got shooters and k!llers in a town
you n-ggas p-ssy, you n-ggas p-ssy
you n-ggas p-ssy, your whole team p-ssy

[verse 1: trouble]
you done f-cked around and p-ssed me off, without a tech
i know god is my witniss, so i walk the faith, don’t need a vest
i don’t know why all these n-ggas puttin their nuts all out on me
but i know the same n-gggas know not to f-ck with me
i be quick to take a n-ggas face off
jewlry sh-t, make you take it off
in the shot out corner with jay boss, hit up jay’s boss
i was really in the hood, dog, big dogs and ops
me and my n-ggas used to trap out of ‘m, now we speed out ‘m
for nothin, come try me
real ace sh-t, no frontin

[verse 2: kirkwood nukie]
you already know me,and where i was raised
n-ggas claming they from the block, you just some city rappers
come round here and flex, we twist your brain backwards
i was really with the robbers, dodgin coppers
laughing at you, like you deserve an oscar
really got mob ties, n-ggas wanna meet me
you can’t hang me, only where my n-ggas be

- trouble

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