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letra de wild wild west - twhellve

[intro]
“we need a tool”
“that’s too much money”
“i know where to find one.”
“where? tell me.”
“at rasta neville’s yard.”
“i saw it the other day when i was chilling with his son, fire.”
“where does he keep it?”
“just cool man, me get it for you.”

[pre-chorus]
ah, orn way man, ah
[chorus]
i don’t wanna see the coffin, death around the corner
it’s watching, i’m paranoid, who’s that over there?
what’s really gwanin’, ah
i bet this tall up make his car flip
running to the bag i’m exhausted, but i ain’t stopping
i’m in the wild wild west, i’m on some mod sh-t
i do it all for the dawgs dem
orn that’s the squadrent (gang)
orn that’s the, uh, uh

[verse 1]
with my block i fеll in love
she the onе, but this street sh-t it ain’t fun, n-gga
n-gga you ain’t ever ran off on the plug
furthermore, you ain’t ever made bread from a crumb
you ain’t ever flipped a pack broad day in the sun (you haven’t)
or put on latex just so you could touch your… (you haven’t)
baloney for lunch, and ramen for dinner
shopping at winners and salvation army
gang
all the things my mama taught me
how to save money spend it properly
and don’t move sloppy
told that to broski ‘cuz he tryna catch a (…)
would you ride if they shot me? (oh, oh, oh)
would you go and slap shots like it’s hockey? (like ovechkin)
or would you let ’em taunt me and let ’em mock me?
yeah i think they really want me
[chorus]
i don’t wanna see the coffin, death around the corner
it’s watching, i’m paranoid, who that over there?
what’s really gwanin’, ah
i bet this (uh) make his car flip (d-mn)
running to the bag i’m exhausted, but i ain’t stopping
i’m in the wild wild west, i’m on some mod sh-t
i do it all for the dawgs dem
orn that’s the squadrent (gang)
orn that’s the, uh, uh

[verse 2]
this a cautionary tale
keep a strizzy while you riding through the twelve
fake n-ggas everywhere, but the real is gon’ prevail
that’s my n-gga, that’s my slime, that’s no snail
broski got his bucket sniffing crocodile rails
big heater came with crocodile t–th
f-ck a 9-5 i put my faith in my ski
true story this is not make-believe
i love my ends, but i ain’t dying over them
but i’m dying over bread
i sleep nice, pumpy tucked right under the bed
big shotty on me like it’s red dead

[chorus]
‘cuz i don’t wanna see the coffin, death around the corner
it’s watching, i’m paranoid, who’s that over there?
what’s really gwanin’, ah
i bet this tall up make his car flip
running to the bag i’m exhausted (oh)
[post-chorus]
i’m in the wild wild west, i’m on some mod sh-t
(i’m on some mod sh-t)
orn that’s the squadrent (gang)
death around the corner, it’s watching (hmm, hmm)
i’m paranoid
ah, i bet this (uh) make his car flip
i’m in the wild wild west, i’m on some mod sh-t
i do it all for the dawgs dem
i do it all for the dawgs, ah

[outro]
grrtt, orn way man

- twhellve

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