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letra de in my system - young dolph

[intro]
oh sh-t i’m (?)
oh sh-t i feel ya
i’m not ‘posed to be sh-t
guess what though?

[hook: young dolph]
i got cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
i got cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
i got cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
i got cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
i got cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system
cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ system, yeah
[verse 1: young dolph]
you lean the pot and scr-pe the bowl and you get dolph
my mom and daddy f-cked around and made a boss
i clocked in when i was 12 and never clocked out
tell me what you was doin’ when you was 2 n-gg-?
b-tch you know what was a straight shooter n-gg-
13 walkin’ round mad ready to shoot a n-gg-
say you came from sh-t, prove it n-gg-
i saw dae dae get them bricks and run straight through ’em n-gg-
then they turned and dae dae start smokin’ (cocaine)
f-ckin’ with a b-tch and had her nose wide open (cocaine)
i said i’d never do that
i said it’s time for me to change sh-t
came up with another way to get rich
n-gg- i’m my own big homie
got a couple ogs though
speakin’ of ogs
have you ever seen 60 of these though
all my cousins, they gang bangin’ and sellin’ crack
i learned early n-gg-s totin’ 9’s and that’s a fact

[verse 2: boosie badazz]
ain’t got no brain
daddy’s sperm was full of cocaine
cousin got life, they say he smashed a n-gg- for a whole thang
of cocaine
crack rock in my mouth (?), i spit it out and hustle
my main man was the birdman motherf-cker
rip it’s killin’
my cousin shoulda told me go to school and read my books
instead he took me to the kitchen and showed me how to cook
cook in the livin’ room, this no regular life
sellin’ that crack to my own uncles for the regular price
cold summers and long nights when we was movin’ that yay
.40 on me drivin’ that night while tunechi tootin’ that white
my trap house i’m really tellin’ you was full of c-ke and residue
they say c-ke is that ecstasy
if so it got the best of me

[verse 3: young dolph]
i don’t wanna hear a n-gg- complainin’ about sh-t
i took off and i came up without sh-t
they say “will you change up”, i say “not for sh-t”
but i got zero tolerance for a n-gg- or a b-tch
mom and daddy, they doin’ good now
nowadays they tellin’ me stay out the hood now
daddy he was drinkin’ whiskey on that c-ke
now i’m smokin’ kush back to back and pourin’ fours
i’m from where the strong get money and the weak get exposed
i just sit back and observe and be like these n-gg-s hoes
i had a bank roll before i had a nine
i got cocaine runnin’ through my motherf-ckin’ veins

- young dolph

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