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lirik lagu ot the real - goats

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[verse 1]
i just be rocking on sh~t
ain’t gotta be love, they respecting my sh~t
you in the club and your section was lit
and they followed you home for your neck and your wrist
look, bro, you can rap but you never was this
drugs and the draco’s, a terrible mix
your plug is a rat, that’s a federal brick
don’t get all drunk and all goofy
the k!llers salute me, they looking to get on some sh~t
troopers got me for that bird in my whip
i ain’t meet no more people up 76
every eight~ball, a half a gram added
the fourteens were twelve and the sevens were six
that’s how i came up but they f~cked the game up
the best players died when the fentanyl hit

[chorus]
the best players died when the fentanyl hit
still, either way, better watch what you saying
’cause nowadays you’ll end up dead over it
h~ll of an aura to stack up and focus
like, go out there, see how much bread you can get
all of your old heads was probably smokers
i probably know ’em from when i sold nicks
the best players died when the fentanyl hit
still, either way, better watch what you saying
’cause nowadays you’ll end up dead over it
h~ll of an aura to stack up and focus
like, go out there, see how much bread you can get
all of your old heads was probably smokers
i probably know ’em from when i sold nicks
[verse 2]
probably know ’em from selling ’em hard
hustle and robbery, never was fraud
there was a body, some said it was ours
investigated but never was charged
when you with the k!llers
already being the k!llers, sh~t, better your odds
he hit the l, said, “if we living in h~ll, that means the devil is god”
bro hit me up like, “you ready or not?”
i guess somebody died and they left him in charge
when i call an m, they lace up their timbs
load up they weapons and hop in they cars
so how could i not?
look, you go ‘gainst the squad, get parked on the spot
all of the cops thought i was a junkie
all of the junkies thought i was a cop
no one would front me, said i was too hot
on the run, still tryna get in the mix
lil homie said he’s gon’ send me some sh~t
when i was down bad, i depended on it
but that’s what i get, for counting on people i never was with
all of my people look dead when they sick
the best players died when the fentanyl hit

[chorus]
the best players died when the fentanyl hit
still, either way, better watch what you saying
’cause nowadays you’ll end up dead over it
h~ll of an aura to stack up and focus
like, go out there, see how much bread you can get
all of your old heads was probably smokers
i probably know ’em from when i sold nicks
the best players died when the fentanyl hit


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