letra de person who's strugglin' of being infamous - blooddrop
[verse]
rolling rolling to your hood
your soul – i wish it
all my sunglasses are black ’cause i wished it
underground ain’t profitable? just a cliche
same day, same walk
same appearance, same crow
face tatt, lemme’ show
my nightmares – “chainsaw”
runnin’ down the stairs, then – “wait, what the f-ck?
where the way?”. heart attack
again i’m with the plague and with the black ak
where’s your faith?
blooddrop is a devil
– devil with the holy flame!
[hook]
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
– why are you sitting here
– why are you bleegin’, motherf-cka’?
[verse]
shot-shot, call me: “motherf-cka’ k!lluh'”
sometimes dilluh’, sometimes criminal leaduh’ or cheater
i’ma psychopath and your worriness feeds me
aggression above relaxation, so wait a sh-t uh
i’on give a f-ck ’bout problems, i’m like b-tterfly
if i got yo’ drip someone’s gonna cry
i just take what belongs to me and finna take it with the fight
silver glock, cl!ck-clack, i’ma on your block
[hook]
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
– why are you sitting here
– why are you bleegin’, motherf-cka’?
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
– why are you sitting here
– why are you bleegin’, motherf-cka’?
[verse]
ra-ta-ta to yo’ boys and to yo’ crew
ra-ta-ta to yo’ girls and to yo’ hood
i’ma b-l motherf-cking double “o”, double “d”, with the rope – without “e”
i’ma runnin’ outta ways to say that, oh jesus
sita f-ck around with you ’cause she wanna visa
lately she fed me with the grape i felt caesar
see i got that reeky magic stick up on me (wizard)
don’t tryana hide, motherf-cker, i equiped motherf-cka’ visor
[hook]
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
– why are you sitting here
– why are you bleegin’, motherf-cka’?
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
ra-ta-ta
imma shot this motherf-cka’
– why are you sitting here
– why are you bleegin’, motherf-cka’?
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