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I had the under armor vest to protect myself I had the under armor vest to protect myself Still got the city on my back to protect myself Two phone shawty Oh la-di-da-di Uh, pop 2 pills (Uh) This shit foreal (Uh) It’s shoot to kill (Uh, uh) This shit for real (Uh, uh) Bills up high like the hills This shit for real (Uh, uh) Scope on top of the hill This shit for real Thursday, I woke up right back to the job, mang Friday, I haven’t slept I'm mixin' in the pot, mang Saturday, my momma tellin' me you forgot to call me Sunday, ain’t go to church, I had to feed the flock, mang Hey, hey, uh I had the under armor vest to protect myself I had the under armor vest to protect myself Still got the city on my back to protect myself Two phone shawty Oh la-di-da-di Letras de cancionesYeah, yeah, yeah Hopped out the whip, might light one (Ayy) Might get to squeezing, if I find one (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Unda armor vest when the night comes If you looking for a hit, we can write one Off the Goose again, it’s your turn to duck, uh Nigga choose your chip, you can try your luck, uh Told you it’s a wrap with the gimmick chat, ah Really ain’t talking 'bout no plaques, let the trigger rap I had the under armor vest to protect myself I had the under armor vest to protect myself Still got the city on my back to protect myself Two phone shawty Oh la-di-da-di From Letras Mania