letra de arob - killzone - arobofficial
oh my squad
boy we gotta do it like oh my god
boy we gotta move oh we don’t fraud
boy we gotta prove that you were wrong
bet you gonna groove on our song
bet you gonna ring like ding dong
bet you gonna bing like kim jong
but you know we chase like king kong
why you always copy on how we dress
why you wanna rob like we don’t bless
boy we give more but u give less
boy we gone choose how u confess
boy we gone shoot and u won’t guess
boy we gone make on our success
boy you gone snitch like u da press
you the little b-tch that we redress like
why you always acting like a
fool
every time you talk i be like
booooo
let your girl get the stick, she said
ouuuuuh
matter of fact, you can have it too
0 to a hundred we go real big
throw facts they be disappearing real quick
they mad cz they cannot be like me kid yah
hold my beer let me show them how we do that sh-t
hold my beer let me show them how we do that sh-t
french lebanese i’m gone show them how we do that sh-t
hold my beer i’m gone eat them with some maple syrup
they don’t understand
i don’t give a f-ck if you’re with me or you’re not “ 0 f-cks given”
cz i can be the man that everybody said no to and still gonna pop
usain bolt that beat like d-mn
you got a head start but you sh-t gone flop gone flop
we don’t spend no money like sam’s
we flip the deal and we invest like doc
yeah he looks cool but when he walk you be like
stronzo
yeah she looks cute but when she talks you be like
oh no
yeah he looks grateful when u give but then
he won’t go
yeah she looks faithful when she speaks but man
you don’t know
why you always acting like a
fool
every time you talk i be like
boooo
let your girl get the stick, she said
ouuuuuh
matter of fact, you can have it too
0 to a hundred we go real big
throw facts they be disappearing real quick
they mad cz they cannot be like me kid yah
bro i don’t have time for this sh-t
so you either with me or you’re not
bro i don’t have time for this sh-t
so come and show me what u got
man i don’t have time for your b-tching
people like your there’s a lot
man i don’t have time for your b-tching
i gotta work to get the yacht yeah
i gotta take care of my mom
and put my dad behind the bars
and feed his kids on every month
and pay the bills on every fault
i gotta take care of my brothers
and put my name among the strongest
and give my sister all she wants
and weed the sh-t out of my lungs
i think i’m outta of my time but not out of my mind but i’m outta of my kind
2 like me you’ll never find yeah, yeah
tellem boy
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