Corrección Letra Water par Dee Mula

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We got KJ on the beat (We got KJ on the beat)
DJ KJ, cut that sh*t down

I got the water, these diamonds real for sure
You can get killed for sure
My lil' n***a just lookin', he don't even like talkin'
That's because he done killed before
Put a price on your head, it's over, you done
And I ain't gon' need to say, "After their guns"
We was out trappin' 'til we see the sun
You play, you die, I say it in every song, I don't give a f**k
If 12 pull up, then his sh*t out of luck, we ain't stoppin' his truck
We got the drop, came through back to back, we just lit that sh*t up
I'm high as f**k, this a combo, I'm on my 3D from drugs
I just met two new plugs, took 'em down, he wasn't showin' no love

Brr, ayy, nah, we ain't showin' no love
We gon' pull up, fill a n***a up
Get that boy blood by I put him in the tub
Cartier hittin' like sus, solitaire stone, ho, you lookin' at the plug
And you know I'm strapped in the club
It's just me and you, ho, you rockin' with a thug
And my wrist charge $250, slime, Richard Mille, solo tinted
Kind of hurts to hold my glizzy, Glock hold fifty, big extension
Damn near half a ticket, neck worth sixty, oh, so glistenin'
Reefer, some I'm takin', Glock came with thirties and switches
Ask my auntie Mickey, showed a .50, number twenty
Karats, I got plenty, don't wear pennies, number ten, it's
Nephew deal with boba, I done got more chicken than Wendy's
I just did a show for ten, took my daughter to Lenny's

I was never the rapper, my n***a was rappin'
I was the one that was snatchin', pull up with them choppers
Hidin' your n***a, but you sent him out
b*t*h, you know I be strapped, why the f**k you ain't stop him?
I seen my old teacher said I would've been dead by now
When he see me, it's shocking
He dropped a diss, that sh*t ain't even get 'cross the street
When the fours sync in, they just poppin'
Chewin' on Percs, see, I almost missed my flight
I just fell asleep in the lobby
Look at my eyes, you gon' see murder and blood
Been thinkin' 'bout more, Uncle Barbee
Plain Jane, but I got on water, 'cause you know these diamonds make up for it
Say he did this and that, we won't go for that
How you snitched on your n***a? You a ho for that, I'm sorry
They let off some shots, it sound like a Glock, we let off some carbons
Better think 'fore you try, 'cause we got them Glocks and you thought about robbin'
My young n***a retarded, then he breakin' the news
They ain't with all that arguin'
It's just me and BIG30, we rollin' broccoli like some gardens

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