CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Cutlass Cathedrals

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hop out that sh*t in the middle of the street, n***a
East Side
La música de Harry Fraud
Uh, yeah

I only play old music in my old car
Counting new money inside my old loft
It was a rental home, I fell in love with the spot
So I bought, throw them ninety inch TV's up on the wall
My homie hooked up the surround sound and he hid the chords
Did the surveillance, I could keep an eye on all my cars
I went to Rozay crib, this n***a rich
He got whips in garages organized by colors and sh*t
I was inspired by this
I went back to the grind for the first time in years
I wrote raps on my flight
Kicked it at my house that night, got crazy high thinkin' 'bout how I could expand mine
Put the team on the same page at the same time
Then split up and close in on the game from all sides
Crushed them motherf**kas, dudes on mushrooms think they can touch us without repercussions
This work comes with something

I only play old music in my old car
Counting new money inside my old loft
I only play old music in my old car
Counting new money inside my old loft
I only play old music in my old car
Counting new money inside my old loft
I only play old music in my old car
Counting new money inside my old loft