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letra de the return of kyle watson - young roddy

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[hook]
i still shoot spalding, that’s my first love
and its motherf-ck the judge, gave my n-gga the dub
i know a few n-ggas got rich by selling drugs
jack a lame n-gga, tell him get it in blood
and now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden
it’s rush hour when i work, but i ask my brother
my man k!lla kev he’ll k!ll for nothing

[verse 1: young roddy]
b-tch so bad you can look but don’t stare
and here’s another hit from me and my n-gga blair
i’m moving on up without no stairs
i wonder where would i be without my scale
they say them real n-ggas dead or in jail
had a pocket full of dead prez running from twelve
i ask my dog is there a heaven or a h-ll
they said i think too much, but they ain’t thinking enough
i tried to sell a little weed but i was blazin’ it up
but that was back when my mans had to pee in a cup
i think my first girl left cuz i wasn’t making enough
my older cousin used to fight me but that made me tough

[hook]
i still shoot spalding, that’s my first love
and its motherf-ck the judge, gave my n-gga the dub
i know a few n-ggas got rich by selling drugs
jack a lame n-gga, tell him get it in blood
and now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden
it’s rush hour when i work, but i ask my brother
my man k!lla kev he’ll k!ll for nothing

[verse 2: young roddy]
this time i’m going for the gusto, it’s all or nothing
it’s hot down south, but i still be cooling
i’d probably play kyle watson if my life was a movie
and even in the drought i was trapping, keeping it moving
no exaggeration, they told me don’t rush greatness
f-ck chasing b-tches i’d rather chase that paper
i’m top five dead or alive no debatin’
i’m tryna stay sane, this world will drive you crazy
i’m a good kid, but got a long list of haters
and 365 everyday payday
empty a whole clip for n-gga aj
yea i paint pictures like that n-gga jj
i got them young n-ggas grinding like that n-gga ray ray
like og bobby johnson, them n-ggas ain’t playing
yea i used to be that n-gga selling nickel bags
it’s us against the world, just me and my lady
there’s no days off yea i hustle daily
but my b-tch so bad you can look but don’t stare
and here’s another hit from me and my n-gga blair

[hook(outro)]
i still shoot spalding, that’s my first love
and its motherf-ck the judge, gave my n-gga the dub
i know a few n-ggas got rich by selling drugs
jack a lame n-gga, tell him get it in blood
and now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden
it’s rush hour when i work, but i ask my brother
my man k!lla kev he’ll for nothing

- young roddy

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