CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Stash Box

I told my b*t*h we need to level up
We stayed together for the kids, but we really hate each other's guts
She said I wasn't getting bread enough
Then she wonder why I'm always worried about money instead of us
I think back when I was selling dust and crack
Coming back and gave you a stash, you never fussed
The jealous stuff made the ghetto rough
They want me dead, I can't even get my kid from the yellow bus
Was in thе spot then I was getting bucks
I done seen еverything and not a deed of luck
Hundred-thousand [?] riding with thot
And I got it all from putting product in the pot
It broke my heart when they killed [?]
I can't believe the DA mention my name when this girl's on the stand
Understand, that'ss my lil' man
They found the n***as who did it, I pray they all get killed in the can

This is for them n***as bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box

This is for my n***as bringing back blocks
For the ones on top and the have-nots
Still drive through the back blocks
Pistol out, riding with an open stash box