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letra de yellow man - anti da menace

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[chorus]
facts, i seen it comin’, now i’m touchin’ h-lla money
know i do this sh-t for real, you better not doubt this sh-t for nothin’
i don’t need no bl!ck, i’ll punch you in your sh-t for all that bluffin’
i don’t need no b-tch that keep they hand out to ask for somethin’
i be on that ‘bituary sh-t, cemetery sh-t
bl–dy mary sh-t, look in the mirror, leave no evidence
i done got my mind right, i know just what to do
yellow man, pikachu, these choppers pop up out the blue

[verse 1]
woah, i can’t beef if that boy broke, swole as h-ll like cantaloupe
n-ggas ain’t even hittin’ sh-t, but rockin’ out on camera, though
drop a million ’bout my fam, on my son, don’t give a d-mn
n-ggas tryna get my recipe, no green eggs and ham
they done got me in that mode, i’m a b-tch if i go fold
brodie tell me trust my pole, if they move in, i gotta blow
if that p-ssy drop a soul, drop a bomb right by the door
referee gon’ get his ass smacked for tryna up the score
n-ggas wanna shake my hand, but they be with the other side
that’s how your lil’ brother died, said this sh-t a thousand times
let my pain out in the booth, i know i’m not bulletproof
the way i let this chopper blow, you would think i could play a flute

[chorus]
facts, i seen it comin’, now i’m touchin’ h-lla money
know i do this sh-t for real, you better not doubt this sh-t for nothin’
i don’t need no bl!ck, i’ll punch you in your sh-t for all that bluffin’
i don’t need no b-tch that keep they hand out to ask for somethin’
i be on that ‘bituary sh-t, cemetery sh-t
bl–dy mary sh-t, look in the mirror, leave no evidence
i done got my mind right, i know just what to do
yellow man, pikachu, these choppers pop up out the blue
[verse 2]
all them n-ggas hoes for sure, i hit this switch, you see a blur
yeah, i know i’m just eighteen, but make his bm call me sir
you ever had a dream that you was stuck up on a murder scene?
ever hit a move and came back home with hundreds in your jeans?
if i let it make me mad, then i’m a b-tch, i’m in my bag
p-ssy playin’ hide and seek, soon as i catch him, he get smashed
she can talk sh-t all she want with her lil’ stinkin’ dirty ass
filled my spots up with them bags, and ever since, been havin’ cash
i been poppin’ rubber bands, i don’t even touch advance
you ain’t never spinned the block, you don’t know ’bout what i’m sayin’
n-ggas dummy, they think everything funny
i’m the one who f-ck your mommy, i’m the one don’t go for nothin’ (blaow)

[chorus]
facts, i seen it comin’, now i’m touchin’ h-lla money
know i do this sh-t for real, you better not doubt this sh-t for nothin’
i don’t need no bl!ck, i’ll punch you in your sh-t for all that bluffin’
i don’t need no b-tch that keep they hand out to ask for somethin’
i be on that ‘bituary sh-t, cemetery sh-t
bl–dy mary sh-t, look in the mirror, leave no evidence
i done got my mind right, i know just what to do
yellow man, pikachu, these choppers pop up out the blue

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