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letra de f.a.f. - unkle solow

(unkle solow)
i can’t stand yo -ss

(verse 1 – dash)
boy you wasn’t there with me when i had to spend them late nights up in the park
late nights in pizza hut i ain’t get caught, thank god
(i can’t stand yo -ss), amen
girl you wasn’t there with me when i had to roam around in the middle of the street
take a n-gg- sh-t send it somewhere east
running cash schemes just to get to next week, but
they say they some real n-gg-s while i’m out here questioning loyalty
when i was dead broke didn’t notice me
i was down bad wasn’t there for me
now the tables done turned and they all up in my face
f-ck up out my way n-gg- stay up in ya lane
n-gg-s be some hoes and they always do the most though
claim they my pontas but they all went ghost though
that’s why i don’t f-ck with them no mo
i keep my distance from the bullsh-t
n-gg-s ain’t consistent like they pose to be
keep that fraudulent sh-t away from me

(chorus – unkle solow)
when you at the top, everybody wanna ride
when you at the bottom, everybody wanna hide
and that’s why…(i can’t stand yo -ss)
swear these n-gg-s fake as f-ck
fake as f-ck (fake as f-ck)
when ya getting money, they always around
when a n-gg- broke, they ain’t nowhere to be found
i swear, i swear, i swear (i can’t stand yo -ss)
i swear these n-gg-s fake as f-ck (fake as f-ck)

(verse 2 – unkle solow)
let me tell ya what i think about life
life ain’t sh-t if you ain’t living it right
and most of the time, the ones that ya love
they’ll watch a n-gg- fall and laugh on sight
they won’t help a n-gg- up, i gotta lot of advice
they don’t really give a f-ck, they just trying to act nice
they, talk behind your back and smile in your face
that’s the type of mother f-ckers that i really don’t like
that’s the type of mother f-ckers that i really don’t need
coming around smoking all my weed (f-ck’em)
they come around when the tank on full
when the gas get low they leave (f-ck’em)
i done learned my lesson, your lives a blessing
your heart is a prized possession
don’t give it to everybody
everybody don’t deserve it
and everybody ain’t gone p-ss the test, i’m tested
at my last confession, i told the reverend
to kiss my -ss, he
looked in my eyes, with this look in his eyes
and he said, “this to shall p-ss”
so i, gave it a chance
and now i’m living my life
like everyday gone be my last
taking hits from the bong, like cheech and chong
round here we call it, “mash that gas”

i can’t stand yo -ss

- unkle solow

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