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letra de harbour blvd - yungmorpheus & ewonee

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yeah n-gga
roll up n-gga
tell these crackers roll up n-gga
flow sh-t n-gga
yeah
flow sh-t n-gga
flow sh-t n-gga
yeah
flow sh-t n-gga
smokin’ on some sh-t louder than a gunshot (gunshot)
crackers always tryna test a king, n-gga, f-ck cops (f-ck cops)
ran off with yo’ pack ‘cause the door was unlocked (n-gga)
simply put, lil’ n-gga [?] i’m not
my figure perfect (yeah)
don’t be out, sh-t a circus
n-gga burned spliffs, talkin’ sh-t with the merchants (facts)
turn tables, i’m bossin’ ‘round caucasoids (caucasoids)
written fables, you was ‘round town barkin’ noise (noise)
coulda kept flipping packs, made a harder choice (n-gga)
n-ggas really ain’t ya’ homies, they will call the boys (they’ll call ‘em)
with the masters, strum around, k!lling fascists
green the pastures, hit it twice, did a backflip
queen same as the smoke, thick like molasses (sup, ma)
stole a cracker’ benz, hit a l!ck
queen same as the smoke, thick like molasses
stole a cracker’ benz, hit a l!ck
contemplating murder, sippin’ on hot toddies
pictures at the door, i had to pop shawties
do ya’ ruminations, n-ggas [?]
leave that cracker in the pavement, respect the ancients
told that lil’ n-gga i can’t be f-cked with (can’t be f-cked with)
shawty keep kissin’ on my neck in public (yo, chill)
bigger pictures, y’all was spazzin’ over dumb sh-t (dumb sh-t)
i’m that n-gga in the game, y’all be done quick (f-cking quick, n-gga)
assassination on my brain so i puff spliffs (yo, i puff spliffs)
smooth n-gga but the cut lookin’ rustic (lookin’ rustic)
rolling trees, face lookin’ like the f-ckin’ rock (like the rock, n-gga)
on my beam, keep a glizzy for the f-ckin’ cops
you was waving guns around you would never pop (you would never pop)
i had brought some weight out of town just to smoke a lot (smoke a lot)
in the [?], pledge a robin what the feds, gotta make the bed rock (bed rock), only pull if it‘s a headshot (headshot)
i walked a tightrope (yeah), smoke in front of white folk (f-ck)
you work at michael’s, i been weeping through the cycles (cycles)
ill dogs never bark, they just come and bite you, n-gga
i been having dreams of wylin out and k!llin’ tycoons n-gga
k!llin’ tycoons n-gga
ill dogs never bark, just come and bite you, n-gga

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