CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Chaperones*
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...my foes, turned the robbers to the realest
Just a mean old flow, say, "On God," bless his soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't gotta drop a bag, got n***as to do that sh*t for free
Ain't gotta spend a band, got n***as to do that sh*t for me
Get a house up in [?], mama, I hustled in these streets (Uh-uh)
Bring out clips when we drill sh*t, clap his dome
With some old heads on field trips like chaperones, uh
These n***as vaginal, my n***as animals
From the murder capital where catchin' bodies half the role (Uh)
Keep these angels arguing, say, "That's what?" A harmony
My days started starvin' mе when stars seemed too far to reach
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...my foes, turned the robbers to the realest
Just a mean old flow, say, "On God," bless his soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't gotta drop a bag, got n***as to do that sh*t for free
Ain't gotta spend a band, got n***as to do that sh*t for me
Get a house up in [?], mama, I hustled in these streets (Uh-uh)
Bring out clips when we drill sh*t, clap his dome
With some old heads on field trips like chaperones, uh
These n***as vaginal, my n***as animals
From the murder capital where catchin' bodies half the role (Uh)
Keep these angels arguing, say, "That's what?" A harmony
My days started starvin' mе when stars seemed too far to reach
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