CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Hibachi
This is really f**king cool
Understanded what I wouldn't be
Under, under, under
Understanded what I wouldn't be
Yeah, understanded what I wouldn't be
n***as talking on me, they be talking all that blasphemy
Demons all around me, man, I swear these n***as after me
Pull up on the scene and switch the sh*t, sh*t was tragedy
I stayed up in the streets, was cold so n***as had to strap the heat
Juggin' packs to get it back so all my gualas trap and eat
'Member when gualas starved, it's only right my gualas eat
It's only right my gualas ball, we die for JLs on our feet
n***as wouldn't understand I'm winning but it's like defeat
I copped myself a big estate [?] my life complete
Money make your life elite but leave you when this life's complete
And I really want in life was bread so I can write and eat
Smoking like a f**king fiend to keep my mental on my feet
Running for them f**king Ms, still put them diamonds in my teeth
Count up 'til that money ends, that money counter make the beep
n***as locked up prayin' for me even though they life is bleak
Blessing n***as, this that introduction to the f**king streets
We don't call the boys the pigs, we call 'em [?] they on our meat
Hopped up off the porch and hit the stu', it's like I found my feet
n***as duckin' shots, was duckin' low, then threw back with the heat
Understanded what I wouldn't be
Under, under, under
Understanded what I wouldn't be
Yeah, understanded what I wouldn't be
n***as talking on me, they be talking all that blasphemy
Demons all around me, man, I swear these n***as after me
Pull up on the scene and switch the sh*t, sh*t was tragedy
I stayed up in the streets, was cold so n***as had to strap the heat
Juggin' packs to get it back so all my gualas trap and eat
'Member when gualas starved, it's only right my gualas eat
It's only right my gualas ball, we die for JLs on our feet
n***as wouldn't understand I'm winning but it's like defeat
I copped myself a big estate [?] my life complete
Money make your life elite but leave you when this life's complete
And I really want in life was bread so I can write and eat
Smoking like a f**king fiend to keep my mental on my feet
Running for them f**king Ms, still put them diamonds in my teeth
Count up 'til that money ends, that money counter make the beep
n***as locked up prayin' for me even though they life is bleak
Blessing n***as, this that introduction to the f**king streets
We don't call the boys the pigs, we call 'em [?] they on our meat
Hopped up off the porch and hit the stu', it's like I found my feet
n***as duckin' shots, was duckin' low, then threw back with the heat
