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letra de no patience - bertomac

[intro]
trizzy trae on the track (trizzy)
oh yeah, oh yeah
trizzy

[verse 1: trizzy trae]
i’m the terminator
you n-ggas are what i like to call the common denominator
i am the invader
you n-ggas abominable
just like the rest of these haters
exterminate ya
call me raid, cause i spray motherf-ckers with my venom
flyest n-gga rockin’ denim
flyest n-gga in the state, country, overseas
yeah, i’ma k!ll ’em (k!ll ’em)
bigger than terio, blowin’ up your stereos
yup, yup, yup, i’ma k!ll ’em (k!ll ’em)
bow down to the king of hip-hop, i won’t stop (uh)
word on the street, man, your spit game dope
your spit game schizo, n-gga, you can’t cope
not on the same boat, you a peasant, i’m the pope
double dutch, jump rope, you a slippery slope
yo, these n-ggas, they stay mad
motherf-ckers better move back
cut ’em up like zig-zag
you better know that, ‘fore i put you in a body bag
i slaughter pigs
don’t need no teletubbies, i don’t f-ck with kids
b-tch i’m the bid
don’t let these motherf-ckas gas you up
’cause yo rhymes ain’t sh-t

[chorus: trizzy trae & meek]
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no (no patience)
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no (nah)
no patience, no patience, no patience (no patience, no patience)
no patience, no patience
(i ain’t got patience)

[verse 2: mateo]
i stand dust to dust when the ashes fall
you better sit yourself until your -ss is called (what?)
never on my mind, why even ask at all?
knight rider sh-t, i feel like h-sselhoff
no time to waste b-tches be dragging off
with lines to face she gonna snort it all
cardiac arrest, i put your b-tch to sleep
i been alive as long as history (whoa)
i know history, and i know yours too
it’s okay, baby girl, it’s what we supposed to do (she got a body)
move your head back, i know you like this point of view
get aroused for a minute, then you overdue
think you high and fine, like you been on news
you love talking sh-t like i ain’t over you
no patience, i’m on some savage sh-t
no ties involved, you gon remember this, yeah

[chorus]
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no (no patience)
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no (nah)
no patience, no patience, no patience (no patience, no patience)
no patience, no patience
(i ain’t got patience)

[verse 3: trizzy trae]
hop out the black rolls, pull out the .44
t, meek and berto, my n-ggas, we stone cold
the mod squad deep, we shoot them john does
n-ggas bleed, masterpiece, that vincent van gogh
i’m on that brando, that al pacino
i’m a total homicidal psychotic with dope flows
throw shots and low blows
no amateur, true pro
numero uno, you negroes cero, yo
“trizzy ain’t sh-t, he just a n-gga from philly” (b-tch!)
don’t get silly, sis, you too pretty
i f-ck jenna jamessons, no jen tillys
i get the p-ssy wetter than a wet w-lly, oh really
n-ggas stay pressed, ’cause they know i get busy
stackin’ trees, no counterfeit, no diggity
blackstreet, all my n-ggas dope, sincerely
rough riders, and we k!llin’ em

[chorus]
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no
i ain’t got no patience for these n-ggas, no
no patience, no patience, no patience
ohhhh (trizzy)

- bertomac

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