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letra de gumbo - adam calhoun

[chorus: adam calhoun]
i’m sayin’, we ain’t never gonna run, though
you playin’, but you got the right one, though
you can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin’
run up, if you want some
you gon’ have a problem, yeah

[verse 1: adam calhoun]
you’s the chiki-chiki-pow, mothaf-cker, die, go to h-ll
fry ’em, like some chicken, they surprised that i’m doin’ well
if they was on fire, i wouldn’t p-ss on ’em, let ’em melt
they ain’t gon’ survive, i’m too live, they gon’ need some help

[verse 2: adam calhoun]
listen, i get down, when it’s time, i’ma pop it off
sh-t went to his head, he f-cked around, so i knocked it off
you get it? sh-t went to his head, so i knocked it-
f-ck it, i’ma be the man, ’til i die, kick the bucket
[verse 3: adam calhoun]
every beat i’m on, i beat it up, like that’s the last supper
yeah, f-ck top ten, i’m the one, mothaf-cker
what’s wrong? lookin’ like you just got smacked by a brick
country rap, on this b-tch, finally back on my sh-t, boy

[verse 4: brodnax]
stay hungry, we was waitin’ for the moment
for the day, they let them country boys in
let them country boys
this one for my f-ckin’ people, at the bottom
b-tch, they say we wadn’t ever gon’ win
wadn’t ever gon’

[verse 5: brodnax]
motherf-cker, jumpin’ out the gym
holy moly, can’t control ’em
ain’t seen nothin’ like this
c-c-country rap tune, since i was j-just a kid
finally, hooked up with my brothers, that’s doin’ the same sh-t
[verse 6: brodnax]
b-tch, hold up, now, they say they know us
john, kindness, i see the kentucky, all the way to monroe
b-tch, you know what we come for, we only do it dumbo
deep down in louisiana, this is what we callin’ gumbo
come on

[verse 7: dusty leigh]
steel in my pocket, but no stealer
country boys beside me, same size as stone pillars
got it out the mud, hard work with no tillers
always on the go an’ so real, we gorillas

[verse 8: dusty leigh]
one thing’s for certain, mothaf-ckas, we don’t run
don’t do the internet sh-t, ’cause it’s no fun
talkin’ all that online gangsta, they’re subliminal
aim at which facts are, you never name no one
[verse 9: dusty leigh]
when these clowns are out of tricks, and they bags low
they start to act like girls, now the circus a drag show
take off your skirts, sit down your purses
come see me, in person
until then, i’ma get right back to workin’

[verse 10: demun jones]
from behind the georgia pines, there’s nowhere to run and hide
better stay your ass inside, keep a gun, to stay alive
wait, hol’ up, who’s that tryna roll up?
that’s that mothaf-cker, talkin’ sh-t, but never show up

[verse 11: demun jones]
yeah, i was raised to make a home, even if i was alone
never had no pot to p-ss in, had to make it, on my own
now, i’m grown, put in work, get that money, by the trunk
got a house, bunch of land, and a closet, full of guns

[verse 12: demun jones]
used to ride around town, bumpin’ pocket full of stones
now, i’m on tour, poppin’, and i’m rockin’ out these shows
still, know how to lock and load, where i’m from, we never fold
if you’ve got a problem, come and holler at me, on the road

[chorus: adam calhoun]
i’m sayin’ we ain’t never gonna run, though
you playin’, but you got the right one, though
you can get it hot, boy, we get it poppin’
run up, if you want some
you gon’ have a problem, yeah

- adam calhoun

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