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(Is there something I should know?) Yeah (I wish that you would tell me so) (Don't keep me in the dark) CyHi ? Your bitch dig my fresh on some La Di Da Di shit She always on her knees like my Abu-Dhabi bitch Mix Capone with my uncle Ton and Maseratti Rick Jimmy Henchman the only ones who could probably body this Feel like I did 20, came home stuck in 96' Never dropped a dime like Tiny Archibald comin' off the pick How can y'all forget? All the albums I done did I'm an artist with no felonies can't tell me I'm not legit I been spittin' real since real the real and floppy disk I can see why all the copywriters try to copy this My girl sayin' I'm hardly home I get paid to rock these poems Kick this shit off the dome Like that Ronda Rousey chick Black Conor McGregor, no losses under my records But if I did and I see you again I'm coming to wreck ya Treadmilling, I been running from karma forever Legs killing Letras de cancionesBut I know that the lord is my shepherd Lamb Peelin' I just quote songs when I'm under pressure Best feeling when you know god will come to your rescue ? Just chilling I be speaking in parables Pulled a strap from up under my arm Like it's parachute Tryna steal these pair of shoes Shhhh y'all wanna hear some scary news? Its 8'o clock my partner just sprayed the block Now he got the whole neighborhood hot Thanks a lot I'm with a Heather B and Tracy G Tryna Sway the cop, I laid the plot Told him he was next door at Jason's spot That's the send off nigga We was bad like Mike Jack with the shinguards nigga Thoughts go through my brain like a pinball nigga You got your style off my style you a spin-off nigga Barry Sanders Two belts to carry hammers Talking guns boy I gotta house full I'm Danny Tanner I was the driver for the hitman's and sammy sammers Heard a plenty stories about kidnappers and healthy ransoms Ambulance'll pick you up better hope that your family answers Lost a couple fights to 'em but still I'm fairly handsome In Atlanta I swear I done fucked like every dancer Off every word, my mouth red like cherry Fanta Hail Mary! I'm Makavelli with every stanza This note is a gift, written sincerely, Santa The Legend I'm a legend I been that nigga in my town since I was seven I'm a legend Even when I'm not a stone mounted prism I'm a legend Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce Before I had them 20's mounted on the Chevy Today if God decide to send me back to heaven Back when Dolphins had Marino I had thoughts of Palominos Puttin my broad in Valentinos I started baggin' dinos My partner used to drop his Momma off at Bingo Now we back to clocking C notes We want the bread We even tried to rob the Kinkos Cause we heard they had a lotta paper Can't sleep like I had twenty cappuccinos Hope my past dont come back to haunt me like when Benny capped Pacino Black Latinos Bags of gasolino Catch a bird to Oakland then we flying back to Reno Some of y'all didn't catch the lingo This is real trap shit Keep the calculator like I'm bout to do a math quiz Put the mustard on the turkey bag that's how we wrap shit Before I did this rap shit, coulda been a draft pick Rather hit a fast lick, always had a bad bitch Who left me for a rich nigga Cause I never had shit But once she see how green the grass is She'll be running back, after she done had kids But can you blame her? You see all the swag bitch? Look at what my dad did He raised a motherfucking legend! I'm a legend I been that nigga in my town since I was seven I'm a legend Even when I'm not a stone mounted prism I'm a legend Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce Before I had them 20's mounted on that Chevy Today if God decide to send me back to heaven I'm motherfucking legend! From Letras Mania