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letra de str8 from tha projex - tuff bandit (tha overlord)

[verse 1]
i was thinking about my life and how it’s a train wreck
ever since i was five i was a crip and i slanged crack
k!lling other n-ggas just ’cause they wear red
thinking about my life d-mn i should really be dead
well in compton, you ain’t really got no choice
you a banger, a baller, or you got a great voice
unfortunately, i couldn’t ball and my voice would crack
so i joined a gang and k!lls i would rack
i thought the gangsta life was the way to live
’till i experienced something that pains me to relive
my friend c-roy, about the same age as me
murdered with a gun and left to rot in the streets
i called the police but they only jailed me
i had no family no one would bail me
so i studied the word of a wise man before me
an indian man named mahatma gandhi

[hook x4]
now do the whip and lean back stanky legg and do the nae nae
crip walk around the room now crank dat soulja boy baby

[verse 2]
now i’m back on the blizzle watching the scizzle unfizzle
knocking nizzles out and knocking nizzles out cizzle
correctionizzle facilitizzles can’t stop this nizzle
the blizzles gonna lose in the wizzle of the tizzle
’cause i’m like snoop dizzle dr. drizzle and 2pizzle
death rizzle is the lizzle that inspired this nizzle
oh shizzle it’s the polizzle better hide the dank wizzle
or go to jizzle and get beat by the other punk nizzle
k!lling other fizzle nizzles as i slang my cocizzle
no blizzle can catch me as i netflizzle and chizzle
with the slizzles and bizzles and the trizzles and hizzles
all on my dizzle and we doing it without a cizzle
gizzle -ss nizzle tryna hop on my dizzle
but my dizzle’s resizzle for the stizzle -ss bizzles
’cause i’m the tizzle bizzle, i’m the bizzle that’s tizzle
running trizzles on your -ss you mizzlefizzle pizzle nizzle

[hook x4]

[verse 3]
peep how we do it keep it real as penitentiary steel
this ain’t no freestyle battle all you n-ggas getting k!lled
with your mouths open
tryna come up off of me you in the clouds hoping
smoking dope it’s like a sherm high n-ggas think they learned to fly
but they burn motherf-cker you deserve to die
talking about you getting money but it’s funny to me
all you n-ggas living bummy why you f-cking with me
i’m a self made millionaire
thug living out of prison pistols in the air
biggie remember when i used to let you sleep on the couch
and beg a b-tch to let you sleep in the house
now it’s all about versace you copied my style
five shots couldn’t drop me i took it and smiled
now i’m back to set the record straight
with my ak i’m still the thug that you love to hate
motherf-cker i hit ’em up

[hook x4]

- tuff bandit tha overlord

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