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letra de circuit/real hitta - wakeupisaiah

[verse]
d-mn, told my mom, “please, excuse my language”
n-ggas wanna talk, but i can’t hear a thang
i would’ve slid, but, i ain’t got the time of day
i would’ve slid, but, all my n-ggas slid
i’m still poppin’ pills, i should’ve been dead
took 8 pills in a night, then i went back to sleep
all these n-ggas ain’t on nothin’, i won’t peep your sh-t
i got sons in the b-tch, but i ain’t gotta kid
and i heard all your songs, boy that sh-t was mid
and you know we sippin’ wock, boy, we gon’ crack the lid
told her, “i’m down for whatever, if you down”
all my n-ggas dogs, came straight out the pound
i ain’t god, b-tch, yes i’m lost then found
i be rollin’ with my n-ggas, and they really loud
i be pourin’ up the mud, and i just popped a perc
and i f-cked on your b-tch, d-mn, is your feelings hurt?
i was broke as h-ll back then, but we made it work
big choppa on my side, it’ll makе you twerk
and he said he want thе static, we ain’t a circuit
and you n-ggas clowns, fresh from out the circus
all these n-ggas fake, i can see beyond the surface
and you hatin’ on me, n-gga are you workin?
and yeah, he hatin’, but he still ain’t sh-t
one call, that’ll get your mans hit
one call, that’ll get your n-ggas ended
he said he ’bout the smoke, he just pretending
and if he really want it, then go get ’em
and i post up at his crib, gun turn him to a dancer
and i went crazy on that b-tch, like i ain’t got no manners
you want the green? you want the red? n-gga, it don’t matter
i was at the bottom of the f-ckin’ ladder, climbed that b-tch, now i’m up on saturn

- wakeupisaiah

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