Corrección Letra Already par 94 Fatso

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(94 Fatso)
Hmmm
Aye aye ayeee
Hmmmmm
It’s young Fatso

Murda on his mind, a youngin traumatized
Blood all in his eyes, that youngin going blind
Steppin in that water but he living by that fire
Waiting for the blow cause he don’t know when he gon die

And I’m so caught up in this life
We running up on oppositions with that pipe
Them f**k a** snakes I trust nobody but my guys
Them n***as flaking I could tell it in they eyes

I just hit a f**kin lick and I’m already hittin more
Hittin for them pounds, hittin for that dope
Steady grippin on that iron, 30 sticking up that pole
I’m on my f**king grind, I’m on my f**king toes
I just woke up fresh this morning and my heart already cold
Got that money on my mind, I’m already on the road
Watch that 40 hypnotized, I got you doin what I want
Smokin broccoli, rolling grabba leaf so I can cope, yea
(94 Cbase)
I might just grab that 40 put it right to your face
I might just catch a opp, I might just do it everyday
Shawty drop that top cause she just wanna ride my wave
We livin in that fire, my n***as shoot, don’t hesitate
Clutchin on that 40, ima guarantee ya fate
Just like Rick and Morty, send you to a different place
I can’t hold no love for shorty, I can’t guarantee my trust
I can’t hold no love for shorty cause my heart already crushed

Baby why you said that you was mine ?
But your love was never consistent
I was reminiscing bout them hard times
But you couldn’t love me in the penitentiary
I was f**kin other b*t*hes in line
Couldn’t learn how to love, I ain't wanna listen
All I told you all I wanted was the pipe
And baby you still let me hit it

(94 Fatso & 94 Cbase)
Baby why you said that you was mine ?
But your love was never consistent
I was reminiscing bout them hard times
But you couldn’t love me in the penitentiary

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