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letra de loyalty - 4200hangmann

[sample]

ah, oh my god, oh my god, what did you do?
i k!lled him, brian. and he’s the lucky one — he went quickly

[chorus]

we don’t believe in santa claus where i’m from
b-tch, i’m from the slums
how the f-ck you gon’ lie up in my face like i’m dumb?
i can’t believe i still got the devil up in my ear
four years ago, i was duckin’ a case (a case)
ayy, i could have a baby — till this day it won’t change me (won’t change me)
b-tch, i’m a different type of loyal, that’s how they made me
every time you hear my name, i’m goin’ crazy
got me h-lla lazy off this tree
ayy, she wanna have my baby — she know i’m goin’ crazy

[verse 1]

yeah, up in a hot car with my villains
i don’t really give a f-ck
i won’t miss you when i hop out
yeah, we hoppin’ out with them glock .40s
i don’t really give a f-ck, this a 10 milli’
this a richard millie on my wrist
only time i fell in love with this b-tch was a couple months ago
ayy, i won’t miss when i hop out — b-tch, i ride with the dropouts
b-tch, we bangin’ it out on your block, what you wanna do?
b-tch, i’m in your b-tch’s p-ssy like glue
b-tch, i speak the truth on the track —
ain’t no lyin’ up in these b-tches
i don’t really give a f-ck, b-tch, i’m ridin’ with the switches (the switches)
i got your b-tch suckin’ on my d-ck like a leech (like a leech)
don’t cough, don’t sneeze when i up it —
leave you where you at like freeze tag
exotic strain in the backwood
hop out on feet with my youngins
in the streets, no prostitution
i’m so crazy, i might need to be institutionalized
i’m so evil, i might just take your chain then shoot you
they was loud — now i’m tottin’ guns, now they fearful

[pre-chorus]

i got lethal weapons like i’m danny glover
she ask about my body count — i’m like
“which one? ’cause i’m a slider and a lover.”
they say it’s steppa season
b-tch, i play for keeps
leave your blood leaked like a leaked s-x tape
get your ass k!lled — i don’t need to be in your state
i got some sh-t you might not like, i don’t really give a f-ck
keep a strap on like a dyk-

[chorus]

[verse 2]

ayy, she knows i’m goin’ f-ckin’ crazy
she ask if i love her… maybe
put your pants on, go back home
i might be in that car with my villains or i’m on my lonesome
every time i hop out, it’s a homicide
got that b-tch up in my sleep —
that b-tch is under my pillow where i sleep
got so much pain in me, this sh-t so deep
yeah, i’m in love with the streets
and they hopped out on my block — it was a casualty
that’s aight, but we spun back
ayy, tell my b-tch go get my mag
i already know i’ma have them mad
b-tch, i won’t freeze — this ain’t no lag

[pre-chorus 2]

why you so mad? b-tch, i’m your dad
sell all that sh-t — no breaking bad
yeah, no breaking bad
hit you in the back with these 7.62s — no back shots
yeah, no back shots
you gon’ get your mans popped
ayy, you gon’ get your mans popped

[chorus]

[outro]

yeah, she know i’m goin’ crazy — yeah, she knows i’m goin’ crazy
we don’t believe in santa claus where i’m from
b-tch, i’m from the slums
how the f-ck you gon’ lie up in my face like i’m dumb?
i can’t believe i still got the devil up in my ear
four years ago, i was duckin’ a case
ayy, i could have a baby — till this day it won’t change me
b-tch, i’m a different type of loyal, that’s how they made me
every time you hear my name, i’m goin’ crazy
got me h-lla lazy off this tree

- 4200hangmann

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