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letra de 1000 tapes - yn jay & rmc mike

[intro: yn jay]
(enrgy made this one)
i’ll sell a thousand tapes for ten

[verse 1: yn jay]
sell a thousand mixtapes for ten, i don’t need no fiends
n-gga, i’ll ball by myself, i don’t need no team
i just faced a three-five of runtz, i don’t need no lean
stuffed twenty in some hoopin’ shorts, i don’t need no jeans
thinkin’ how the h-ll i’m mvp and i ain’t get no ring?
bro just bought an ar with the flash, how you forget the beam?
i don’t pop pills, but i got bars, get it by the script
i just poured a four in a two, i was sleep by six
bro’nem threw a thousand-some dollars, we was deep at chip’s
my b-tch awake, plus she get mad when she don’t get no tip
n-gga set a pick, i had to roll, f-ck a give-and-take
dirty money got mе breakin’ out, this ain’t prison break
this a different lemon squeeze, it make lemonade
n-gga, you ain’t sippin’ lean, that sh-t minute maid
i ain’t stoppin’ ’til i’m rich as drake
i just had to call my brother josh like, “let me get the drac'”
hold on, let me call my baby mo like, “let me get some drank”
‘member i was eatin’ ramen noodles, now it’s shrimp and steak
mike, what up, my n-gga? rio, what up, my baby?
lou, what we on tonight, my dog?
[verse 2: rmc mike]
b-tch
my n-gga jay want steak and shrimps, i need lamb chops
i just poured three and a half lines in a canned pop
i ain’t use the chop to pop dog, this my man’s glock
flinttown, 810 baby, b-tch, it’s bedrock
tryna make it out the hood, i gotta find a way
white boy deconstruct the crib tryna find a safe
granny gave me a glass pint, i’ma finna hide an eight
hi-tech ain’t seen me in a while, i surprised the drank
she gave me head in the dark, i had to hide her face
put all my pros in the bank, i’m subscribed by chase
couldn’t catch dog broad day, i’ma slide by late
finna drop forty on a n-gga like five times eight
ri’ hit me up like, “let me buy that b-tch”
have a hippie smoke one of you n-ggas in a tie-dye ‘fit
all you n-ggas’ chain fake as h-ll like a sci-fi fl!ck
b-tch, i’m tapped in everywhere on my wifi sh-t

- yn jay rmc mike

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