lirik lagu dan jogo - calma
(ae, wey, então, mas um dia eu chego lá)
(wey, então)
uma história que começa assim
menino só sabia falar sim
um final pra esse trama, até que teve fim
o que vai ser de mim? (ae)
não fodo com dirty, não fodo com lean (não fodo)
mentira, nois fode com lean
me deixa tonto tipo ritalina
erva venenosa, pique rita lee
calma bebê (você)
tudo bem fica puto com nóis
mas falar mal de nós, isso tá bem também (bem)
nois não tem mal com ninguém (com ninguém)
pedindo pra tu me bloquear (bloquear)
enquanto cê tava no uber
mandando áudio’ da dunlop’
falando o que você quer fazer com еssa tua boca
r.o from the hood, that’s a misery and dope
rhymеs, had to smell on the buds, i’m ground
till’ halftime back to the grind, and gotta think about g
how she got that jungle fever, cause she feenin’ for the g
in the brick houses, where the realest in the beat
yo, jogo, jogo, i’m feeling this beat
terracota’s where i am at
cause i been up in the streets
i’m a young jack
running from my locked par, got them on toes
cause they can’t save runners
i’m really charged up in the booth, no fire in here
but we light up the room
few misses are mine, rap or rise, i gotta stay low
cause i might get time for the grind or the rise
can’t stop this shine, i’m gonna take what’s mine
you aren’t wise with the pennies’
you waste on trip, this bars are gold best back these scripts
i waved to the q, one stealing the show
she’s (oh) so smooth, when i’m in my mood
that’s true on some whines just to turn up the room
back in the booth they know this is the truth
dancing the beat, while she’s sipping on goose
henny’ for me, no mixing my booze
that’s a rave in the park, while i smoke this zoot
this thing is banging best bring out the champs’
no match round’ here, this sh~t raw talent
i’m in the eastside, i fell in love like khalid
really trynna scr~pe’ this paper
but bro’s in the tac’ tryna catch these wasters
i can’t waste this gram, i won’t leave no pounds
make you jump like mosh pit for me
stay away if you’re that informant
stuck in the d trynna’ get that cash
gyalie on me she got back, and a bunda
still up in the block tryna get for the fam, mad (mad)
uma história que começa assim
menino só sabia falar sim
um final pra esse trama, até que teve fim
o que vai ser de mim? (ae)
não fodo com dirty, não fodo com lean (não fodo)
mentira, nois fode com lean
me deixa tonto tipo ritalina
erva venenosa, pique rita lee
calma bebê
(…)
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