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Marlo

Last Time

 

Last Time

(álbum: 9th Ward God - 2018)


[Intro:]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Marlo:]
I went from making thirty off them hundreds to a nigga getting money
I stayed standing, fucking bitches and staying on top of riches, run them digits
Stop fucking with them pigeons, I'm in the kitchen, really getting it
I was sixth grade with a bag of midget, tryna flip it
Big bomb tucked, pistol armored up
And now I'm going for nothing
The J's steal your dope, I'm tryna shake them folks
12 pressing on the block like whoa
Got a thirty-one in my coat
I ain't believing this shit, you know the feeling when them peoples hit

I hope God hear me now, then last time
I ain't prayed to you in a while but this shit trying
And a nigga hold they head up with a smile, face a trial
So them young niggas going wild with them sticks, goddamn
The pressure come, that's bullshit
I pray God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time

[No Plug:]
How you want to drive, a water whip a straight drop
Fuck the DEA nigga, and the state cops
They banned from the 9, they tried to take me from the block
I'm like an offensive lineman, every day I'm making blocks
In that Porsche Carrera 9-11, I'm gon' drop the top
When your ho see all these diamonds man, she gon' suck my cock
I'm like a crackhead in the game, selling dope, I can't stop
All them diamonds in my chain, man they doing the milly rock
I been balling for a long time, you just thug to Pac
If you buy twenty-eight from me you know it gon' hop
I'm like DMX and Ox, fuck a book I'm selling blocks
I'ma straight drop everything, bitch I'm setting up shop

[Marlo:]
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I ain't prayed to you in a while but this shit trying
And a nigga hold they head up with a smile, face a trial
So them young niggas going wild with them sticks, goddamn
The pressure come, that's bullshit
I pray God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time

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