Corrección Letra What Would You Do par Izaya Tiji

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Oh yea

They don't make these b*t*hes like they made you no more
God done took all?my?friends, I can't?take it no more
And they talm?'bout "What's wrong with you?", can't fake it no more
If one more of my friends die we gon' shake some, oh lord
If I climb higher then these n***as they gon' take me down
If I get rich around my n***as they don't let me down
Pink seas, we swim too deeply until we drown
Love lives and dies, turns roses from red to brown
And if I die, baby, then bury me with the rats and the dogs
I think these Percocet's and Xannie's they gon' get along
I'ma treat you right for a minute but I'm just playing around
If I get too rich I think God, he gon' strike me down
Numbers and letters on pills, can't even remember now
I dropped down on my damn knees, white flag

Watch where ya' go
Got shooters all over the place like GI Joe
Got a bad lil' hoe, but her man don't know
Need a LV coffin if a n***a die rich
And pour that line if a n***a die broke
And the hollow tips [?] so you don't die slow
Boy, go and get ya bag every day I swore
55's in ya back when ya a** exposed
Pipe could put a bullet from ya head to your toes
And my n***as say, he'll take you out for the low
We'll put him in the air, give him wings like a crow
How you n***as get rich, then you change on your folk
Bow down, let me put a lil' change in your fro
Was ya gang back then, but you changed on the low
Want the best for you son but you ain't got hope
Shooters came in the night, wearing Louis V' coat
Shooters got aim, send ya a** to Sunday
N***a, I run it up Monday to Monday
Roll a damn opp up, smelling like some ganja
It's a lot of crazy a** sh*t that I don't say
It's a lot of rich a** sh*t that I don't say
And I want a real wet wrist, Eliantte
And most of my n***as locked up in bondage
Lil boy, what would you do for ya partner?
Oh, partner, partner, partner
Partner, oh

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