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letra de same - trurebel migs

[intro]
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah

[chorus]
all these f-cking n-ggas is the same, yeah
all these bad b-tches look the same, yeah
f-ck from round me n-gga you a lame, n-gga
i don’t even wanna know your name, b-tch
got a lot of sh-t up on my brain, yeah
smoking weed tryna ease the pain, yeah
all these d-mn dollars in the game, and
n-ggas out here tryna make change, d-mn

[1st verse]
ever since i got up in the game
bunch of homies changed on me
couple n-ggas switched lanes, d-mn
had to get em’ out my range
whipping in the foreign
yeah n-gga now we the new slaves, yeah
pure cuban links with the chains, yeah
balmain jeans for the frame, yeah
rollin a j wit your dame
i know that she wanna win off my name, aye
she can’t get close to this flame
now a n-gga blowing all she blow is propane, yeah
gas that b-tch get the brain
everything she say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
see, i ain’t got time for the games, babe
bout to get back to my old ways
juxin and mobin in hallways
blacking on n-ggas in broad day

[bridge 1]
i’m having some vision
i see through your gimmicks
the image you mimick
i already peeped

you forge your intentions
you act like you love me
but really you hate and
don’t want me to eat

crabs in a bucket
i really don’t f-ck wit
i dodged all this sh-t
when i lived in the street

third eye wide open
the chakras is flowing
i see all your omens
i’m woke in my sleep

[2nd verse]
f-ck around and meet liu kang, n-gga
busting out the f-ckin blue flame, n-gga
each of my n-ggas know the same, n-gga
trurebels we the new gang, n-gga
wu tang flow but could sang, yeah
ware-wolf mode with the fangs, aye
cross state flow with the slang
but you know it’s old harlem n-gga bang bang
i got so much pain
i could touch souls
you could feel this whole thang, yeah
if my sh-t go main
ima spit mix stream n-gga lo mein, yeah
old b-tch calling my phone ran
she saying she want the whole thang
she can’t get into my domain
i do not go back to my old thangs

[bridge 2]
no way
get up on your own wave
no way
stay up in your own lane
no way
i do donates
no way
oh these n-ggas so fake

no way
get up on your own wave
no way
stay up in your own lane
no way
i do donates
no way
oh these b-tches so fake

all these n-ggas fake
all these b-tches too
i ain’t hitting brakes
b-tch i’m on the move
when i’m getting cake
then you wanna chose
now it’s too late
you old news

[outro]
role up and blaze, role up and blaze
role up and blaze, role up and blaze
role up and blaze, role up and blaze
role up and blaze, role up and blaze

- trurebel migs

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