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JD On Tha track Oh, no, no, no Uh-uh, yeah Niggas can say what they want, say what they want They must not want me to win This shit no cap a ten, I lost a friend I see a opp, I'm gon' win Got me some shit that extend You just so tough, how you ain't ain't never come spend? I took my mom [?] grand, we at the top I ain't been movin' for a min Fuck up my back for this shit Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer He gotta come home again I need like fifty a show, that's how it go I pick up half at the end Young nigga stay in the trap Caught me a beamer Truely I wanted the Benz Everybody grind, everybody eat I been on my grind on my two feet (On my two feet) Butterfly door, that's a two-seat (That's a two-seat) JT finna punch, call him Bruce Lee Letras de cancionesWe're spillin' a nigga block, only too deep Nigga ran out his socks like new feet (New feet) Really mad he got knocked, but he lupey Wanna see my whole block in the Gucci (Gucci) And a good dawg died young said Poochy Roll around 2 times, no deucey Outta town finna cop no Uzi (No Uzi) Know a lot pussy niggas wanna shoot me (Wanna shoot me) Wear my hat to the back, I ain't whoopty Had your main bitch eat, she a groupie I remember block days it was two P (Two P) In the cell writin' bars on the two sheet (On the two sheets) I remember when the crib had no heat I remember when the opps wanted no beef I remember [?] blocks in the [?] Seen a nigga get burned with a boogie I done seen a good kid start OD I seen bro die from the police So I'm tryin' not to cry every day now So I still feel the pain when I lay down If you here, pussy nigga better stay down (Stay down) You ain't never moved guns for the greyhound You ain't never gonna spend when you came down And I really wanna hear what you say now Keep a pole everyday, we don't play 'round Backpack got the stash, it's a spray ground I remember charged up at the playground In the stu' goin' hard everyday now Niggas can say what they want, say what they want They must not want me to win This shit no cap a ten, I lost a friend I see a opp, I'm gon' win Got me some shit that extend You just so tough, how you ain't ain't never come spend? I took my mom [?] grand, we at the top I ain't been movin' for a min Fuck up my back for this shit Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer He gotta come home again I need like fifty a show, that's how it go I pick up half at the end Young nigga stay in the trap Caught me a beamer Truely I wanted the Benz I hope my mother forget the shit that I did Seein' [?] from a kid a kid This is the way that it is Stick to your busi' 'fore you start runnin' your chance I know some killers and goons, I send them lurkin' They finna get you by noon You can get swept like a broom, haven't got room You finna go out there soon What you assume? Had to eat I ain't starve with no spoon Feel like rappers just got me in tune Now, I'm finna shoot up to the moon Not much goin', I'm shinin' [?] Bitches fienin' and give up their cool Made a milli' so long from [?] I'ma have me a Bentley in soon I'ma reach for the stars, I should cop me a Audemar Had to let go like five at the bar I told the dealership, hurry up with my car I be the man, too many postin' the 'Gram Learn what you don't understand You just a fan, soon as you show me you ran Broke ho hit off the Xan Boy, I'ma "blam", that's what you don't understand Now we ain't finna throw hands, no, no Nigga tryna steal my shine I'ma clap before you tryna take mine (No, no, no, no) Lately I been on my grind, for a fact we gon' all be fine (No, no, no, no) Haters tryna wager my time, for a fact long pay 'em no mind Niggas can say what they want, say what they want They must not want me to win This shit no cap a ten, I lost a friend I see a opp, I'm gon' win Got me some shit that extend You just so tough, how you ain't ain't never come spend? I took my mom [?] grand, we at the top I ain't been movin' for a min Fuck up my back for this shit Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer He gotta come home again I need like fifty a show, that's how it go I pick up half at the end Young nigga stay in the trap Caught me a beamer Truely I wanted the Benz From Letras Mania