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Conductor

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E Sosa - Rap

Conductor

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February 13, 2016.

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Verse: Bitch I been thuggin since hood of hoods I was like 13 on gardenwood Moving that mid like that shit was Good Wanna live this life , you wish you could I done felt wit so much pain In this shit How you think I got my name Out this shit This for da niggas that came From this shit Rather have money then fame Fck this shit Talking my shit Like Im rolo Drivin inna 2 door Cause I like ridding dolo Wildin the whip like ah bitch Be a stolo Face out the window like ah emojo She trying take photos You know that's ah Nono She know that I'm hot And want some free promo I be da don You niggas don cheadle This shit so dope And you need is the needle I'm smoking n rolling this shit Like its legal Smoking that diesel n totting a eagle Riding ah coupe like that bitch be ah regal Do what you gotta do nigga i feel you Just do right by ya ppl No one man above my niggas We equal Living this life like ah movie N da summer the sequel These bitches deceitful Hook :Like the conductor They waving round round stick Trap Ike the orchestra So jus let me Demonstrate How I orchestrate First I took ah flight Then I hit the play Neva Eva where ya head stay Know they won't kick in Mid day Earlier Monday after Sunday After lords day I just hopped you prayed I hustle from the first to the first Money going be married for better for worst Fck wit bitches so real if I'm broke She going go in her purse Shorty so real So she get whatever We Fck in the aspen And smoking out Denver We left In September came Back in December Bihenna fa dinner Only winners Fck wit winners Verse: We draped in designer She look like Rihanna I brought out all my ice So I can remind her Who she fcking wit Baltimore nigga Came from the trench Yea we off bench Still killing shit Lint in my pocket Dick in my hand Fck ah public defender I'm taking the stand Before I leave this game They going know who I am Drugs be having these niggas Emotional and over confident ) Bitches be the center of arguments Some shit I just cannot deal Some shit I just cannot feel I'm still the same when shit hit the fan You niggas is fans Running up on me to shaking my hand Ain't bragging or boostin I am who I am From city to city they know it's the fam

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Credits

Writers
  • E Sosa