letra de 20k freestyle - 4l quan
[intro]
woah, huh, huh
jevon said he ain’t even hear me on that bih
i ain’t even hear my d-mn self on that bih
f-ck, let’s go
yeah we, huh, got it, huh, woah
n-gga thought i was gone, i ain’t even gon’ take off yet, woah
h-ll you talkin’ bout
big 4l business (you know that, b-tch)
[verse]
yeah i call that four nick with the switch the earthquake
b-tch, i walk up and then “ffft”, body in the lake
n-gga, i can’t stress ‘bout no b-tch, n-gga forgot to say (on god)
they only put my gang on the news, these p-ssies a disgrace (f-ck ‘em)
huh, yeah, but f-ck them n-ggas (on god)
yeah big 4l train all them young n-ggas to pull the f-cking triggers
i ain’t gon’ lie n-gga, all that other sh-t pie n-gga
yeah you come out, we got (?) business, n-gga boutta buy n-gga (on god)
j5 just came home, he hit yo ho and did the whip
munyun told the young n-gga stay right there with the watch, he green as a pickle (sweet ahh n-gga)
woah, yeah, let’s go bar for bar n-gga (on god)
yeah i’m hot as f-ck, i be dodgin’ n-ggas but i was charged, n-gga (you know that)
f-ck the running trap in the school zone, dismissal (b-tch)
i can’t walk past the kitchen without my motherf-ckin’ pistol (baow, baow)
n-gga get yo bag right, n-gga yeah yo gang stressed (what)
n-gga, yeah, yo young n-ggas still breaking in cars, b-tch i press (you know that)
yeah that n-gga said all of y’all got money, yeah he big cap
n-gga when i see you, i don’t speak to you, i get yo b-tch dapped (ha)
and the ho can say whatever she want about quan
one thing yeah she can’t say, i ain’t no b-tch or i ain’t no f-cking bum (let’s go)
oh yeah, and i can’t forget the bro part either, n-gga
yeah i got yo ho, she on the floor, she’ll eat a n-gga
b-tch, you better not let (?) get her, he’ll mistreat her, n-gga (on god)
drill copped the bulletproof trackhawk for ‘bout 200, n-gga (on my momma)
p-ssy called my bluff, yeah yo sh-t regular
all that f-cking dissin’, i made j5 hit you with that (?) (you know that)
and n-gga can’t have my stain, n-gga i’m a big medal
n-gga you a scrip, you a p-wn, n-gga you a lil boy (b-tch)
and this n-gga big cap, i’m the real (?) (yeah you know that)
catch yo ass outside the street, and break you like a toy
all these choppers make you shoulder lean
yeah, you fresh as f-ck, yeah this chopper knock the “c” out your celine
b-tch, yeah yo ho say why i act like that, i guess i’m mean
b-tch, me and baby done caught so many bodies, we the dream team (on god)
yeah, i’m stuntin’ on these n-ggas, i always had a cheat (what else?)
yeah, these n-gga hatin’, b-tch, look at my baguettes (what else?)
wock up in my cup, i’m drinkin’, yeah, i’m geekin’, n-gga (let’s go)
if that ho went to harvard, then i’m peter, n-gga (you know that)
and all these hoes gettin’ clapped, yeah they know how to (?) (lil b-tch)
i’m in the studio, i’m chillin’ n-gga with twenty thousand (on my momma)
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