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letra de busta rhymes remix - bobby g

let me start it off right now, i don’t mess around
i shoot 30 like i’m curry yea i’m sprayin’ thru ya town
you just runnin’ in a hurry but ya right to the ground
now you lookin’ like a dog i guess i gotta put you down
’cause you are, delirious
you fear me ’cause
i end it like a period
i’m really done
you know i ain’t fearin’ none
i hold the gun
i’m kobe shootin’ 81
i blast off like i’m north korea launchin a rocket
you fearin’ the pocket
two bullets come out straight to ya noggin
nick cannon i’m wildin’
y’all b-tches be real conceited
i call up hitman holla you just best believe it
comin’ up the court, you just got a man down
it’s a mothaf-ckin bucket if you got ya hand down
when i’m winnin y’all just beggin’ wit ya f-ckin’ hands out
like i’m not a f-ckin’ charity this ain’t a handout, woah
i’m like jimmy yea i’m blastin’ off
y’all b-tches soft
not future i won’t take it off
a major loss
comin’ right up you and ya homies
30 shots right out the open gate, kevin jerome deed
f-ckboy you cannot come test me
i’m that mothaf-ckin’ rapper y’all are just my best seed
speedin up the compet-tion y’all cannot contest me
are you blind or suttin’ are you a friend of ray c?
i’m a lyrically insane individual
i’m k!llin’ you
with everything i say when i speak to you
like who are you
wit the uzi let it spray when i’m seein’ you
you want it too
i’ll show you the range when i wanna shoot
i ain’t give the okay for who you talkin’ bout
i’ll knock you out
give em a grave and then i showed his spout
with h-lla clout
i’m makin’ it rain like i’m a thunder cloud
y’all really doubt
i let it spray and then you duckin now
bodies droppin, bullets flockin
y’all better know that we wildin
y’all just mockin im on top and
look at us we never stoppin
yo girl toppin, you just watchin
pause the song go back rewind it
is there there a secret message
there’s something deeper right behind it
this is so insane, i played the game
i’m k!llin’ sh-t to rise to fame
a major pain to ya chest when bangers bang
i’m shootin’ sh-t like my name is david wane
i played the game
y’all f-ggots really super lame
my diamonds blang
they cold like gucci mane
gone super saiyan
i took a knee just like i’m prayin’
but when those shots blew out y’all just sat there layin’
i’ma rocket no chris paul, you know how we ball
i’ma c-ck it no withdrawal, made you do a crawl
i’ma knock it no clip fall, got the steady arm
i’ma flip it no card draw, put em all in awe
i’ma knock em in his lip now and pull the clip out
30 on my f-cking wrist now you gon’ diss now
you a f-ckin b-tch now, you a snitch clown
and i’m runnin’ all ya sh-t now, put it all down
i just pull up wit a stick
i just let that sh-t hit
i’m like 69 pullin’ up inside the foreign whip
i just take out foreign broads out i’m on desiigner sh-t
you just gonna keep hatin’ get the f-ck up off my d-ck
my teacher told me bobby go and get the grades up
i said i’ma do it while i’m throwin’ grenades
everything i do ain’t minor b-tch this is a major
i’m runnin’ my own city call me the mayor
bobby g on top and no i will not fall down
all y’all b-tches really p-ssy you can almost hear the meow
everytime you speak i hear ya t–th they comin’ right up out
everytime you clown and mess around i’m comin’ to the town

- bobby g

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