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letra de ​the hills ii - 310babii

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[intro]
hot 100, n-gga
billboard, n-gga
plaques, n-gga
(ayy, turk, turn that sh-t up)
let’s be fresh up, dog, just work on time

[chorus]
this the sh-t that make the broke n-ggas mad (broke n-ggas mad)
i’m chillin’ in the pad while bad b-tches shakin’ ass (uh-huh)
you flex that petty pape’, let’s see how long that sh-t last (what?)
my pockets full of bs, i’m in the german haulin’ ass (like baow)
this the sh-t that make the broke n-ggas mad (uh-huh)
i’m chillin’ in the pad while bad b-tches shakin’ ass (shakin’ ass)
you flex that petty pape’ (yeah), let’s see how long that sh-t last (baow)
my pockets full of bs (like what?), i’m in the german haulin’ ass (yeah)

[verse]
i make that b-tch twerk for the freeski (uh-huh)
spend a tеn ball, make it back immediately (immеdiately)
before you bash me, tell them people how you needed me (that you needed me)
you look cool, you look cute, but you can’t leave with me
i got a standard, only tens and up (dime)
how you tryna compete? n-gga, a dub is not enough (frrt)
better get yo’ chicken right, n-ggas look vegan (n-ggas vegan, huh)
yo’ b-tch told you that she fastin’, two am, she eatin’ s-m-n (b-tch eatin’ s-m-n)
n-gga, i’m ballin’ every season (n-gga, i’m ballin’)
i don’t take no days off, i ain’t never had a job, ain’t been laid off (uh-huh)
when i was down, you turned me down, that’s your loss (like what?)
i know you see me winnin’ (i am), yeah, i bet it p-ss you off (like baow)
i don’t give a f-ck (shh)
she’ll get my name tatted i bet she give it up (bet she come and do it)
expensive-ass jacket, walk around with bankrolls (hundreds)
me and my n-ggas, we the reason why the bank closed (yeah)
when i was ten, l was coolin’, playin’ halo (chillin’)
now i’m eighteen in the penthouse eatin’ eggrolls (jackin’)
this your b-tch? tell her keep her legs closed
y’all worried ’bout some dumb sh-t, i want a check, bro (a check, n-gga)
let me know what i gotta do to make a bill (what i gotta do)
to this day, the sh-t that happen still don’t feel real (it don’t feel real)
i don’t know how to feel (i don’t know)
sh-t, now we in the hills (yeah, now we in the hills)
n-gga, i done sold out shows (i done worked hard, so many hours)
sold out shows on the road (what?)
i did what i said i was gon’ do two times and i made that sh-t flip (yeah, i know)
sh-t, i was selfish, six months focused on me (in the hills)
stacked chip, now i can take my mom on mad trips (wherever)
i just wanna feed the fam’, n-gga, that’s it (that’s all)
the young n-gga from the land that’s chosen (n-gga, that’s me)
i done worked for years for this sh-t, they don’t know that (what?)
these n-ggas lazy, no motivation, that’s so sad (these n-ggas lame)
i’ve been locked in, workin’, i’m in my bag (in my bag)
always out of town, comin’ back home with jet lag (what?)
these hoes weak, i gotta go, it’s not for me (uh-huh)
all these club promoters wanna book me, can’t afford me (baow)
well, at least until i cool off (phew)
hit your b-tch she got k!lled she in the gulag (sh-t)
hundreds make me smile, b-tch, lil duval (let’s go)
dunkin’ on these n-ggas, westbrook, n-ggas too small, ugh (n-ggas little)
[chorus]
this the sh-t that make the broke n-ggas mad (the broke ones)
i’m chillin’ in the pad while bad b-tches shakin’ ass (uh-huh)
you flex that petty pape’, let’s see how long that sh-t last (make it last, n-gga)
my pockets full of bs, i’m in the german haulin’ ass (haulin’ ass)
this the sh-t that make the broke n-ggas mad (broke n-ggas what?)
i’m chillin’ in the pad while bad b-tches shakin’ ass (uh-huh)
you flex that petty pape’, let’s see how long that sh-t last (pop your sh-t)
my pockets full of bs (like what?), i’m in the german haulin’ ass (n-gga)

- 310babii

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