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letra de rap shxt - adam calhoun

[verse 1]
you can get the chrome get the fitted off your dome
this sh-t you think you know think i’m kiddin’ then you wrong
this ain’t no song, just flexin’ by b-lls
y’all broke down like the sh-t in your garage
put the pressure on your shoulder blade, talk that sh-t
show up in a motorcade, f-ck that sh-t
man everybody knows you fake, plus you a b-tch
and everybody knows you hate, hustle and motivate
everybody knows i’m the goat, greatest
how you gonna say i’m not your favorite?
as far as country rap goes everyone’s just okay
but you know i’ma go
crazy white boy get a job don’t sing about stuff, what a punk, what’s up
you f-ckboys stand around don’t even get sh-t done, sh-t’s junk
i’m plugged in like light sockets and plus i am psychotic
don’t bark i bite mike tyson, roll dice gamble life that’s in
you shouldn’t f-ck around with me, f-ck around with me
you shouldn’t f-ck around with me, i won’t let it be
i won’t let ’em breathe
rip to a motherf-cker who want war with me
run up get your -ss served vip
whoop a b-tch n-gg- -ss my specialty
sob, son of a gun, huh
look at how fast they run, uh
my pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
that’s game over done, uh

[verse 2]
whole bunch of hoes and sh-t whole clique
no town havin’ -ss whole b-tch whole sh-t
buckshot, get rocked, hillbilly hold this
want smoke? i got it, who wanna get lit?
i don’t tryna hear about your trip
that sh-t games f-cked, two d-cks, no b-tch
walk around lookin’ like a lick, prolly rob these dudes with my fist
who wanna get it rockin’? it ain’t ever been a problem
we can hit ’em with a shotgun, you ain’t gonna see tomorrow
he a motherf-ckin’ goner, i’m a motherf-ckin’ gunner
ain’t that a motherf-cker, motherf-cker, motherf-cker?
leave ’em on slump sh-t, pull my sh-t
took a city boy to show you what country is
pull my boots on then kicked in the door
let’s run around sayin’ b-tch this is war

[verse 3]
sittin’ shotgun with a shotgun i’ve been poppin’
since master p and silkk the shocker had ’em sayin’ uhh
we can get it rockin’ it ain’t never been a problem
f-ck boy we ain’t worried about none
we can get it done, i’ma be the one
better run forrest run forrest run, run for it run for it run
you can bring a knife and i’ma bring a gun
pow, wow, i just bought a new house
livin’ up north you can see it from the south
who’s that peepin’ in my window, pow, n-body, n-body now
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout me then then n-body counts
on top of the mountain, n-body around
f-ck the mainstream i’ll remain underground
all alone on the throne where the f-ck is my crown?
whoa, oh, you ain’t got no soul you f-ckers outta control
you microwave while i cook on the stove
y’all betty crocker’s i’m cookin’ up dough
i’m a goon in this rap sh-t
y’all lookin’ like food in this rap sh-t
i’m a fool with this rap sh-t
one more alb-m and i’m through with this rap sh-t
what more i gotta do to prove i ain’t number two?
b-tch who the f-ck are you
writin’ three number one’s you ain’t did sh-t once
i’ma do this sh-t again just incase you needed proof, ooh
i’m sorry ms. jackson, i’ve been outkastin’
do this for practice, line after line how i’m catchin’ these rappers
way too much talkin’ b-tch, where is the action?
b-tch i’m just askin’? what the f-ck happened?
the game ain’t the same so i came did my thing
i created the lane now i’m done with this rap sh-t

- adam calhoun

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