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TraduçãoHmm, yeahHmm, yeahHmm, yeah, yeahSince a jit stood tall with a kickstandThinking of a plan to get quick bandsFalling in deep with the quicksandFlag out my ass, no quick brandI was packing on the pounds, got my weight upHad beef on the streets, had to stay upBetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brahDoing that put everything I love at stake brahSince a jit stood tall with a kickstandThinking of a plan to get quick bandsFalling in deep with the quicksandFlag out my ass, no quick brandI was packing on the pounds, got my weight upHad beef on the streets, had to stay upBetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brahDoing that put everything I love at stake brahBack in the day, man a nigga had rip jeansCouldn't afford a new pair, I had broke seamsCouldn't think about the money, I had broke dreamsOutfit was the match of a crack fiendI was tryna be fly, couldn't take offClothes falling off my ass, lost weight dogNo jacket in the winter, had the shakes dogThen I said, Fuck it, 'cause something gone have to shake dogThen my nigga Bobby put me on a quick lickWasn't a lot but enough for a quick fixInterceptions, I was stealing, caught me a pick sixIn the snow pitching woe, bitch it was brick dickNever killed, ain't gone lie, I was temptedHe was the target but he lucky that I missed itI was always fucking up, was a misfitMy opportunity was knocking and I missed itYoung when I hopped off the stoopTwo doors what I floor if I hop in the coupeToo sore from a war where I couldn't loseGot scars and bruises, man, I got the proofResemble young Steele 'cause I got the juiceYou think you 2Pac, let Omar Epps looseStepping on necks with my Timberland bootsI'm planted, I'm stable, I'm growing in rootsSince a jit stood tall with a kickstandThinking of a plan to get quick bandsFalling in deep with the quicksandFlag out my ass, no quick brandI was packing on the pounds, got my weight upHad beef on the streets, had to stay upBetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brahDoing that put everything I love at stake brahSince a jit stood tall with a kickstandThinking of a plan to get quick bandsFalling in deep with the quicksandFlag out my ass, no quick brandI was packing on the pounds, got my weight upHad beef on the streets, had to stay upBetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brahDoing that put everything I love at stake brahI remember chillin' at one of my little bitch crib'Bout to fuck, 'bout to nut, main course with the fixingsHer nigga came through, he was all on some bitch shitDidn't know I was raw and my hands was so giftedBoy had me chop, had get him a mix quickCouple knots made him drop like he drunk or he liftedFought another nigga after I thought was some kinshipThrowing up both of our sets which ended the friendshipGave respect neck to neck, my nigga didn't back downHad em’ standing up then he ended up back downHis hands in my life now they ended up flat nowFlat like a wing, let's see if he flap nowHad enough, it was tuff only lasted about one roundK.D. on the bench equipped with the tre poundMade em’ run, it was funny, he was scared of the gun soundMade em’ shit, he a bitch, by the car he was ducked downI ain't got no time for the fakesThe phonies, jabronies, the ops or the JakesMy homies the only who come past the gateI'm whacking the weeds, cutting heads off of snakesI'm hungry, I'm eating right off of ya plateI want it, I'm on it, it's mine for the takeI'm stagnant, a magnet, I'm staying in placeThe reason I'm popping is all of the hateSince a jit stood tall with a kickstandThinking of a plan to get quick bandsFalling in deep with the quicksandFlag out my ass, no quick brandI was packing on the pounds, got my weight upHad beef on the streets, had to stay upBetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brahDoing that put everything I love at stake brahSince a jit stood tall with a kickstandThinking of a plan to get quick bandsFalling in deep with the quicksandFlag out my ass, no quick brandI was packing on the pounds, got my weight upHad beef on the streets, had to stay upBetty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brahDoing that put everything I love at stake brahYeah yeah, yeah yeahYeah yeah, yeah yeahYeah yeah, yeah yeahYeah yeah, yeah yeah
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