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letra de gs3, pt. 4 - vic spencer

[intro]
world’s a go tally mack
africans [?] those days
hard times don’t wanna look back
except for a pretty face or two

[verse 1]
yeah
vic spence
three hundred thou
let me show you a different route
smoking indigenous now
this is the beauty unbound
a crown underground
buried with the cane
i was here before the throne, you died alone the same
a shine in the dark
i remember her forgotten heart
i admired from afar, yo where we are
[?] for the shadow games we star
yo there’s a mystery in that musical trance
you gotta watch the whole picture what good is a glance
pacing (pacing)
it gets deeper i could take you several places
i won’t mind it, it’s refinement
i’m fresh today, let the sun shade
one life, one love, one king, there’s only one here
[?]
[verse 2]
i’m just storyboarding
up on the 44th floor of the 4th installment
phone flashing, it’s my shorty calling
she say she’s home alone like macaulay culkin
joe pesci with the desi
you better have the readies ready
ready, steady
back with vic and [?]
pulling up in the winnebago
top boy but this isn’t kano (naw)
flying in from the seych-lles
i throw in an eighth in the l, tapatio on the steak melt
i don’t need another label deal (naw)
flake on the scale, ’bout to skate like pharrell
i paid the bill and left
told the driver take the next right, then swing a left
while i swig the becks
i cover ground with the sound
king of the underground, chicka blaw

[verse 3: vic spencer]
opened up the game when the game was closed
speed in the gs3
never eager to speak, i got the voice of a leader
it’s a choice for achievement, she get moist for the breezing
i got the gate unlocked, my soul still asks to let him in
let me think about it as the trees settle in
let the weapon bend i get extra gin when i hit the bar
big ass titties in my face so i can’t keep my eyes on the road babe
we on a mission
she wanna kiss when i’m driving stick shift
i got the big clip, good aim distance
to get close you need a wristband
the sun is just a sh-t stain
i rain on your parade
never late even when it started yesterday
create good takes at the lake
no steak, just chicken and crepes
i got the seeded grapes
i even got the keys to the holy gate

- vic spencer

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