CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Keep Killin
You can't help me if you can't help yourself
I'm at the penthouse plotting up my next 10 steps
100 million, straight out the ghetto
We finally on track now it's time to hit the pedal
Can't look back, gotta keep killin'
Time going by but I keep Crippin'
Yellow gold jewelry and it's covered up in ice
I'm just putting on for my n***as that got life
I stay away from n***as that be talking to the cops
And them n***as that be talking, and n***as talking to the cops
And I stay away from hoes that ain't got sh*t going on
Might be a hot girl summer but I ain't got sh*t for 'em
I flush dope down the toilet in the middle of a raid
Knock n***as out in the middle of a fade
Had a 50 round clip in the center of a Wraith
Sliding through the city just to show my face
If it ain't ace of spades, what the f**k is it?
When I leave the office won't you come get drunk with me
Couple n***as turned around 'cause they couldn't see the light
Then I started Blue T-Shirt [?]
I remember sitting down in the projects all day
Backyard boogie, taking all [?]
days
Know my n***a BG, he from the Broadway
If it ain't ace of spaces, what the f**k is it?
20 bands on a chain, spent a buck fifty
All these b*t*hes know my name, they in love with me
I ain't going on that stage without my gun with me
Okay, now what you finna do when you get out your deal?
I'm finna have some fun
Aye, what do you consider fun?
Going dumb with a hundred round drum, on Blood
This a [?] in this b*t*h, f**k the law in this b*t*h, aye
I need it all in this b*t*h, aye
First things first, yeah, you know it, f**k 12
Aye, free [?], got a million dollar bail
Like a boat, I'mma sail, I'm off drugs at the yard
Finna live it up today because I ain't promised tomorrow
110, going fast, westbound on the freeway
in traffic 'cause I do sh*t the G way
I'm at the penthouse plotting up my next 10 steps
100 million, straight out the ghetto
We finally on track now it's time to hit the pedal
Can't look back, gotta keep killin'
Time going by but I keep Crippin'
Yellow gold jewelry and it's covered up in ice
I'm just putting on for my n***as that got life
I stay away from n***as that be talking to the cops
And them n***as that be talking, and n***as talking to the cops
And I stay away from hoes that ain't got sh*t going on
Might be a hot girl summer but I ain't got sh*t for 'em
I flush dope down the toilet in the middle of a raid
Knock n***as out in the middle of a fade
Had a 50 round clip in the center of a Wraith
Sliding through the city just to show my face
If it ain't ace of spades, what the f**k is it?
When I leave the office won't you come get drunk with me
Couple n***as turned around 'cause they couldn't see the light
Then I started Blue T-Shirt [?]
I remember sitting down in the projects all day
Backyard boogie, taking all [?]
days
Know my n***a BG, he from the Broadway
If it ain't ace of spaces, what the f**k is it?
20 bands on a chain, spent a buck fifty
All these b*t*hes know my name, they in love with me
I ain't going on that stage without my gun with me
Okay, now what you finna do when you get out your deal?
I'm finna have some fun
Aye, what do you consider fun?
Going dumb with a hundred round drum, on Blood
This a [?] in this b*t*h, f**k the law in this b*t*h, aye
I need it all in this b*t*h, aye
First things first, yeah, you know it, f**k 12
Aye, free [?], got a million dollar bail
Like a boat, I'mma sail, I'm off drugs at the yard
Finna live it up today because I ain't promised tomorrow
110, going fast, westbound on the freeway
in traffic 'cause I do sh*t the G way
