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letra de king of the h - a rapper name dame

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king of the h!

(ha ha ha oooh sh-t)

might as well claim stake huh?
i f-cks with it.. you do too

im up early in the morning, i ain’t even brush my t–th
it’s just the s.u.c. up in me, got me turnin’ up my speakers
brush my grill, then i tend to the l!cks thats on my beeper
woodgrain workin’ like a mexican with no visa
’bout to bend a couple corners, now the avenue got creases
in a mix-tape slab,cause it have so many features
and i ain’t into surfing, but i got so many “beaches”
thats my mexican accent, “houstone” is in the mix-up
i don’t have no beef with de-bo, but i’m quick to pick a brick up,
pick a b-tch up that is quick to eat a d-ck up with no hiccup
if you’re about that, you can get up, in my motherf-ckin’ pick-up
hands in the air, like its a motherf-ckin’ stick-up (hol’ on)
(im king… god…. i’m a king.. god ahhh)

chorus
king of the h, there is none higher’
chopping up the block, hear the wheels go “hi-yah”
my city’s my religion. ahhh f-ck it, i’m allah
at first i was chilling, now a n-gga on fiyah’

(so, roll up the (fiyah)
light up that (fiyah)
roll up the (fiyah)
aim, c-ck it & (fiyah x2)

vesre 2:

slidin’ down scott, bust a right on ole’ spanish
silver buckles on the trunk, subs booming like a cannon
candy, looking pretty in the sun like its tanning
carpet on the floor is like i got it from aladdin
scoop me up a boo, that b-tch prettier than jasmine
but before i dream of genie, i’m a rub her like a lamp and
i ain’t trippin’, bring a potna’, i’m a drop her like a habit
call me o.j. when i stab it, like a rebound how i grab it
h-town king, my city’s just a palace
drop my top on i-45, headed north right up to dallas
my girl f-ck like a rabbit, and all she eat is salad
but if she want a hero, that b-tch better mean a sandwich
i’m all about salary, i’m the uncontended champion
of houstonian rapping, and i’m open for a challenge
but not up for debate, let it burn and let em hate
im the king of the motherf-ckin’ h, get it straight (hol’ on)

chorus
king of the h, there is none higher’
chopping up the block, hear the wheels go “hi-yah”
my city’s my religion. ahhh f-ck it, i’m allah
at first i was chilling, now a n-gga on fiyah’

(so, roll up the (fiyah)
light up that (fiyah)
roll up the (fiyah)
aim, c-ck it & (fiyah x2)

bridge:

the man right ‘chea.. right ‘chea… ri- the man right’chea
i’m the man right chea.. right ‘chea.. hooray and cheer

chorus
king of the h, there is none higher’
chopping up the block, hear the wheels go “hi-yah”
my city’s my religion. ahhh f-ck it, i’m allah
at first i was chilling, now a n-gga on fiyah’

(so, roll up the (fiyah)
light up that (fiyah)
roll up the (fiyah)
aim, c-ck it & (fiyah x2)

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