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deetho – struggle كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: kg smokey]
in and out the trap
really tryna bounce back
too much, three whips, how a n_gga crash that
slidin’ in the uber, ten thousand in my backpack
b_tches never love me, they just love when the cash fast
that’s why i trash a broke b_tch in a glass bag
slidin’ southeast, spark this b_tch up like it baghdad
i can’t trust a soul so i put the uzi in her handbag
put a honda civic on my chain, where your bands at
three of my n_ggas just got popped, where the xans at
pop ‘em they get bye, ho, we slide in with these fat dads
baby come and run it in for me with your fast ass
(baby come and run it in for me with your fast ass)

[verse 2: deetho p]
ay, ten toes down i made in too a struggle
hustlin’ b_tches f_g off, i made some b_tches bubble
choose up b_tch, come and hop up in this huddle
got some plays for you to run, like we made this p_ssy double
f_ckin’ with these n_ggas, talkin’ ‘bout they really pimpin’
(put it in my hand and i’ma put you on a mission)
i knocked other ho, b_tch get put yo’ feelings
i was broke, show some p_ssy, now i’m lavish livin’ (b_tch)

[chorus: deetho p]
i’m sellin’ coke on the block to pretty b_tches on blaze
they always askin’ a n_gga, why i’m livin’ this way
this pimpin’ ain’t easy, but p i’m diggin’ the pay
the bands in the trap make more than you did in a day
i’m sellin’ coke on the block to pretty b_tches on blaze
they always askin’ a n_gga, why i’m livin’ this way
this pimpin’ ain’t easy, but p i’m diggin’ the pay
the bands in the trap make more than you did in a day

[verse 3: kg smokey]
my momma still ask me why i’m still livin’ this way
i said “i’m tryna risk it all, tryna make us a way”
i love you baby, ain’t no feelings when you hittin’ the plate
my granny raises a gangster, i’ma thug to the grave
so keep it gangster p, these n_ggas really ridin’ our wave
all these chains wrapped around me man, i feel like a slave
put this d_ck in her face so it’s f_ck what she say
if i’m eatin’ then my millies finna grab them a plate

[verse 4: deetho p]
p, i don’t need a b_tch i want a b_tch
when that b_tch’s gon’ buss down and make me rich
sit her down, off a blaze, she finessin’ tricks
if this pimpin’ don’t work then i’m robbin’ sh_t
this pgo and i ain’t stoppin’ ‘till the world blow
gotta keep a b_tch, only ones gettin’ dough
b_tch come around, try and smoke all my dro
grabbed her sh_t, told her ass “b_tch you gotta go”

[verse 5: audiijune]
i don’t need her but it’s cheaper to keep her
it’s mister f_ck 12, b_tch go croak it and i’ma leave her
one eye open
when i sleep i keep the heater
n_gga you ain’t pimpin’
all you got is tweakers
you ain’t pimpin’
all you b_tches sleepers
and n_gga you’s a b_tch
all you got is misdemeanors
your b_tch live with me
‘cause she knew that i would bleed her
she love when n_gga run it up but really don’t need ‘em
i’m sellin’ coke on the block to duckin’, dodgin’ them j’s
she know it’s mister f_ck 12, but mister f_ck that case
she know i’m out here grindin’ tryna get us better days
but b_tch i’m on the run so you know i gotta keep me a ‘k

- deetho

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