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letra de nkredible - bravioso

[intro]
(hahahaha)
illa
doe bama n-gga
(ugh)
yeah, go!!!

[[verse 1: bravioso]]
head feeling super light
wrist shining h-lla bright
m r dot wright, turn a b-tch klondike
flow with a long pipe
1800 all right, shots coming all night
but my name ain’t deeper
when i load the bong
fill that b-tch up with sativa
all my hits cleaner, vets take a breather
mimic like mirror (ugh) i meant mirror
real n-gga i hear ya, fake n-ggas gone fear us
(ah)
time to roll it up, ak super soak’em up
b-tch my flow is hard as f-ck
ho take two d-cks in the b-tt, oh
don’t forget this one, i did this beat just for fun
serve it to the hoes, gas’em up
tell the coach i’m fired up
hit stick a n-gga take’em off his feet
lyrical workout, when i run this beat
when the full moon out, homicide for the beast
when the trunk go pop, better call the police
i ain’t gone stop till the clip on e
kush in my lungs till the earth run outta weed
people shooting up, arms looking like a track meet
welcome to the west, young kings of cali

[hook]
ugh, disgusting
ugh, my flow is digusting
sh-tting on you rappers
till you all smell disgusting
counting dirty money
so the smell is disgusting
haha …

[[verse 2: bravioso]]
pop it, drop’em
that’s the art of shooting
hoes kissing hoes
so i said lets make a movie
she said she like minaojiz
so i said lets do it
(hahaha) i rock your boat like a crew ship
i’m like a water bed, i always keep it moving
hoes gone be hoes, them same hoes gone choose me
it ain’t nothing to prove it, still saying who this
rolling up a dub sack, hold up let me answer that
innocent n-gga with a pound in his back pack
never think it’s me cause i’mma skater with a snap back
sn-tch, your f-nny pack, guns go pap pap
tie you in a nap sack, pause, flash back
i’mma attack first cause i’m so hands on
smoking up trees till the forest is gone
kush rips from the bong always keep me calm
born on the moon woke up like sp-wn
never see the picture till i start drawing
when the don in the building all we smoke is bomb
stephen curry young face to the game
aim on point like a dart in a race, b-tch
pardon the rage, rampage in the cage
i’m immune to the lames, pardon again
i’m using the gain, i’m used to pain
b-tch i’m on fire i walk in flames

[hook]
ugh, disgusting
ugh, my flow is disgusting
sh-tting on you rappers
till you all smell disgusting
counting dirty money
so the smell is disgusting
haha …

- bravioso

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