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letra de southside killers - vcmanny

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[road runner]

when nuski died, yea i cried
he got k!lled by the feds
and all this pain that i felt
when i let him to rest
you was my friend and my backbone
now i’m use to death
they tell me let it go you’re gonna
but still in my head

i’m at war with my insides
i’m getting high to feel this happiness
but i know there’s a downside
you want war
please come outside
i know a dope-boy in the east end
i know k!llers in the southside
lord if you’re watching please help me
murders round me got my heart heavy
glock so jam i by you [?]
shootouts in the trenches and [?]
better run if we hop out the chevy
oh this life i live it so deadly
[?]
just to free belly
all for what
just to free belly
can’t lie man love with these streets
rap money moving all these p’s
would you please just tell me where to meet
make sure you never let him in the back seat
that’s how you die in these streets
and don’t you cry in defeat
work hard till you’re back on you’re feet
good girl but she bad in the sheets

when nuski died, yea i cried
he got k!lled by the feds
and all this pain that i felt
when i let him to rest
you was my friend and my backbone
now i’m use to death
they tell me let it go you’re gonna
but still in my head

i’m at war with my insides
i’m getting high to feel this happiness
but i know there’s a downside
you want war
please come outside
i know a dope-boy in the east end
i know k!llers in the southside
[vcmanny]

the 6ix to 604
got k!llers on the south side
i’m with runna
we road runnin’ on the east-side
your b-tch she like the stang
she wanna take a joyride
drop top crusin’ round the hood
lil b-tch i’m verified

i’m at war
i been fighting with my insides
can’t believe i lost my bro
you was just alive
speedin’ swervin in the cat
like i got 9 lives
rolling backwoods up
put my model y in auto drive

can’t believe i lost my bro
that sh-t hurted
this goofy pulled up to my crib
my demons went and they murked em
turn his b-tch ass to a stripper
got the pole get to twerkin’
i ain’t got time for you b-tches
been in my bag like a birkin
[road runner]

when nuski died, yea i cried
he got k!lled by the feds
and all this pain that i felt
when i let him to rest
you wan my friend and my backbone
now i’m use to death
they tell me let it go you gonna
but still in my head

i’m at war with my insides
i’m getting high to feel this happiness
but i know there’s a downside
you want war
please come outside
i know a dope-boy in the east end
i know k!llers in the southside

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