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Gamble With My Heart

 

Gamble With My Heart

(álbum: Top Shotta - 2020)


(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(DMac on the fucking track)
Oh-oh, NLE the Top Shotta
I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Sometimes I gamble with my heart, I'm taking chances, where my love at?
Don't know where to start, it got me asking, "Where the drugs at?"
Suburban who? 'Cause I be posted with the Rugrats
Came up off of robbing, but my OG really sold crack
Billion views up, but I'll still go and kill something
Take one of my dawgs and I'ma make sure all y'all feel one
Unexpected shootout, you ain't knowing when that drill come
Come and shoot up who house? We gon' post up 'til you niggas come

And I ain't going in 'til the morning
I see a cop, I'm on it
We leave his mama mourning
He send a threat, ignore it
The internet for corporate
We leave his body cold spread and then his breath aborted
Wanna go far, but I know bullshit be stopping you
Tell 'em keep going hard 'cause I know that's just what I would do
People who pushing through they battles, I swear I'm proud of you
People who say they gon' be there for you ain't on side of you
Granny and mama happy her son having a baby
Moving like a don, so them niggas steady hate me
Mama say I'm crazy 'cause I'm posted with the Drac', man
Tuck it in my pants, I can't let a nigga take me
Life getting better, but sometimes it's getting hard
People want beneficials, but they ain't play a part
Turn your back on me, we getting ready for war
Backseat with this Drac', we letting fire off in this car
Gambles and crosses and losses, we take those
If you ain't man enough, then my killers known to make those
Pesos, we get even, that's if you owe, bro
Game up in a chokehold, they telling me to let go

Lately, I been having stress all day
Too many problems we face
Gotta sit down and pray
Uh-uh, I swear to that it's gon' be okay

Sometimes I gamble with my heart, I'm taking chances, where my love at?
Don't know where to start, it got me asking, "Where the drugs at?"
Suburban who? 'Cause I be posted with the rugrats
Came up off of robbing, but my OG really sold crack
Billion views up, but I'll still go and kill something
Take one of my dawgs and I'ma make sure all y'all feel one
Unexpected shootout, you ain't knowing when that drill come
Come and shoot up who house? We gon' post up 'til you niggas come

Yeah
NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
We'll post up 'til you niggas come

feito

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