letra de 2hawt! - "brokie"
[intro]
shy guy, you crazy
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh
guys- guys, g-, guys, i’m smoking weed guys, huh
guys look at me, i just popped a perc
guys, look at me, woah
i’m crazy
[verse – brokie]
beefin’ wit’ brokie, you better be ’bout it
you [?] and you finna fool me? (b-tch, i doubt it)
i rock-em, sock-em, till [?]
b-tches talkin’, they don’t want my fist in they mouth
[?]
you ain’t boutta walk after yo’ head on the ground
i feel like wocka flocka cus i’m mobbin’ the [?]
i might block ’em
if you think you hard when you ain’t
i might hit you wit’ the nine, ain’t talkin’ ’bout [?]
yeah, you won’t sleep tonight if you who we plottin’ on
sleep entire crews, i’m lookin’ like [?]
i put the red dot to yo’ eye, it look like the sharingan
[?] up dudes like i’m up in the octagon
body count twenty, you might make it twenty-one
you know i’m trappin’ and passin’ sh-t out
with the homiеs [?] just like the pantheon
b-tch, it’s [?], grab thе gun off the shelf
i say (run it), then i bust they [?]
b-tches runnin’, i don’t see no one else
it is only blood [?] by myself
i don’t ask for advice, i don’t need any help
you ain’t ’bout that life, bruh, i could already tell
you got [?]
if you sniff then imma bust yo’ sh-t through myself (ay)
stop talkin’ like your ass sport 4’s
all your b-tch do is ask for more
if you talkin’ on the gang then we at yo’ door
and the gang lookin’ just like the [?]
rappers talkin’ like they constantly get paid
any other day, they constantly b-tch-made
[?] brenda want my kids on her lips, ay
you just mad you know that me and yo’ chick bang
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