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letra de 5.am - wanski

[intro]
(d-mn, e, this a classic)
(meech)

[verse 1: veeze]
i don’t want that b-tch no more, she a gnat
she ain’t got sh-t but she actin’ like a brat
this bust sold out, i had to hop in the cab
heard a n-gga say he on my head and i laughed
this sh-t hit twice and they still come and grab it
smoke on the floor, but we still play in traffic
yeah, i’m off papers, but i still play with maggie
yeah, you tote guns, but your ass still scary
thirty-five for a white bird like larry

[verse 2: wanski]
i’ll get that bag right to you if you ready
n-ggas broke, n-ggas pourin’ light sh-t, n-ggas petty
started off light, now i’m heavy
n-ggas out here tellin’ on they people, sh-t scary
a hundred for a gram, get forty for a berry
these n-ggas undercover, pointin’ fingers on they fam
i don’t understand it, i just made ten thousand and rubberband it
wanski come through sprayin’, spray the whole crew
i just sold his ass hit, there was no juice
you would be surprised what i go through
runnin’ through b-lls, but i don’t hoop
[verse 3: veeze]
my brodie in the ten with the igloo
you would be surprised what your b-tch do
took a chunk out his ass when we slid through
my lil’ homie pay for one, but i give him two (meech)
that’s because i know what he been through
i got your b-tch with me and she gon’ miss you
i’m blowin’ through the paper like it’s tissue
my face gettin’ hot, that’s why it’s essential
n-ggas think we ain’t competition
i got money for the beef, callin’ chicken
my n-gga ray told me that i’m gifted
i’m chargin’ two thousand for the lyrics

- wanski

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