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letra de foe nem 2 - xpainwarriorx

[intro]
aria made this!

[verse 1: xpainwarriorx]
i ain’t gon’ front, n0body gon’ know your story, n0body gon’ be there to tell it
don’t worry ’bout a thang, i feel like i’m tori kelly
them glocks gon’ bust, who gon’ tell him?
that boy gon’ snitch, i know it, we gon’ have to get ready, (uh)
hold on, don’t move so fast, we gon’ have to take it slowly
he gon’ get flipped over, we running up his pockets
i’m finna tell my fam i hit the lotto
.9’s and big drac’s, he don’t want no smoke, don’t come ’round here
i’m from that west place, we gon’ wet you up if you come back here
put it against his face, he started whining like a deer
that boy soft, he ain’t got cash up in his pocket
he ain’t carrying nothing, he took a big loss
i stay schemin’ like i’m rick ross
[chorus: xpainwarriorx]
watch your tone ’round me, you don’t want no hole up in your heart
you bet’ not come ’round me, i just picked up this .45 shot
it’s cold in the wintertime, everyone knows you got that spark
i spit, them jits run, you bet’ not come back ’round here, cuz
i got that thang on me, n0body want smoke, don’t roll no blunt
i got that .45 on me, you bet’ not run, or i’ma blast
i’m grown, you young, homie, them words gon’ be your last

[verse 2: xpainwarriorx]
step 2, we run it back, we ain’t gon’ stop until he get clapped
he gon’ have to run quick, i shoot like von, no, i don’t miss
i raise my bl!ck, his life done quick, he ain’t gon’ live no life like this

[bridge: xpainwarriorx]
okay, let me cool down, i just ran up off his block, the whole ‘hood got put down
i just took off like a plane, ain’t look back, ’til i was good now
i just got a brand new bag, now i can look down
and just see smiles on their faces

[chorus: xpainwarriorx]
watch your tone ’round me, you don’t want no hole up in your heart
you bet’ not come ’round me, i just picked up this .45 shot
it’s cold in the wintertime, everyone knows you got that spark
i spit, them jits run, you bet’ not come back ’round here, cuz
i got that thang on me, n0body want smoke, don’t roll no blunt
i got that .45 on me, you bet’ not run, or i’ma blast
i’m grown, you young, homie, them words gon’ be your last
[verse 4: yasdagr8t]
yuh
aye
let’s go
these things mean nothing
so why are we discussing?
i’m gonna stay buzzing
i’d believe but i got trust issues
n-ggas lie, so the glock use continues
rolex watches looking cold like an igloo
have yo mama cry need a box of tissues
so i told the girl would you wait for me?
i want your award i’m a nominee
i saw trap from the rats, but relax real heat makes a n-gga squeeze, (squeeze)
i’m cool like a cucumber, get a girl with a new number
if everybody tried my music how would it end
if i got popped, would the critics attack my friends?
and the same people who attack me now, they too busy focused
on the young n-gga’s who spitting such vicious things
all this heat on me, got my wave balanced unequally, (ooh)
don’t n0body speak for me, put my money where your mouth is, n0body eat for free, (okay)

- xpainwarriorx

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