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Letra : Through The Night

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, ayy

Through the night I creep like mice
Gang, they totin' them sticks, they shoot like Spike
Big Maybach on me, all white like rice
Lil b*t*h, don't play with me, you not my type
Through the night I creep like mice
Gang, they totin' them sticks, they shoot like Spike
Big Maybach on me, all white like rice
Lil b*t*h, don't play with me, you not my type

I get straight to it
If I say it, I want it, I'ma pursue it
I used to ride 'round in a green Buick
Scammin', finessin', I had to get to it
I wish didn't have to be like that
But it had to be like that
f**kin' his b*t*h, she about to get teabagged
Too quick, know I need that, oh
b*t*hes be killin' me
All like they know me but they do not know me
They might see me up but they still do not know me
I keep it [?], make these lil b*t*hes [?]
These b*t*hes be fake, most of these b*t*hes synthetic
I'm fresh off a jet, b*t*h, I ball like athletics
Glock on my hip, it come off like prosthetics