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letra de i'm still that - bukshot

[intro: bukshot]
it’s been two years since i’ve dropped my first album, and ever since then i’ve been trying to keep everything in my life calmed down (calmed down)
i’ve been making some good money, and i got this family thing going on now
but i still got this one problem, i got these haters out here runnin’ around thinkin’ that just ’cause i ain’t out on the streets f-cking sh-t up no more, that i ain’t real about my sh-t
what (what), you think ’cause i ain’t out here g-ngb-nging and causing drama that i still won’t bury a slug in yo ass if you cross me (cross me)
sh-t, you got me f-cked up (f-cked up), ain’t nothing changed. i’m still that motherf-cker

[chorus: bukshot]
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that onе you better keep away from motherf-ckеr
[verse 1: bukshot]
i’m sliding through the hood, once again mister twelve gauge gone off them pills, buk’s on a rampage
did you really think i wouldn’t be back?
i got money to stack and i got haters to wack
i’ll be dumpin’ on yo block out a black ss
and aiming at your head, so forget about a vest
one by one i’ll look these b-tches in their eyes, and one by one i’ll watch these b-tches all die
face the man with the glock 1-9
feel the hand of the dead body, but it ain’t mine
a snitch motherf-cker is a sad motherf-cker and a dead motherf-cker ’cause i’m a bad motherf-cker
it’s been two years, but i’m back with some real sh-t
call the law, tell ’em that i’m on some k!ll sh-t
there’s no escape from me, i’m on a mission
to leave you stretched out and in critical condition

[chorus: bukshot]
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
[verse 2: bukshot]
mobbin’ through the ville like the city is mine
in my four-door chevy with the twenty inch shine
my gold is sparking, my ice is glistening
shuv in the trunk got the whole block listening
took a little brake to get my sh-t together
and as far as i’m concerned, nothing’s changed but the weather
i told ya last time that this player be back
mobstyle motherf-cker dressed up in all black
watch the lead rain from the storm that i’m sending
i read your book, it ain’t got a happy ending
the hero dies and the villain takes over
you never should’ve f-cked with the mobstyle soldier
to all my people who keep it on the real
what’s up to n.a, jay city and louisville
i’ma hold it down and keep this sh-t raw
keep it live and grind until it’s my time to fall (fall)

[chorus: bukshot]
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
[verse 3: bukshot]
there’s something in the air and it smells like sh-t
somebody got beef, do they know who they f-cking with?
i got thugs down to ride ’til the end with me
i’m talkin’ k!llers packing plenty of artillery
f-ck peace, let’s take it to the street
i’m all about a war and bringing the heat
i see a vision of the outcome on yo block
a bunch of bodybags, yellow tape and white chalk
your situation ain’t looking too good
’cause there’s nowhere to run and you’re stuck in my hood
i’ve seen it before, i’ll probably see it again
another wrong motherf-cker who thinks he can win
if you play in my yard, you play by my rules
if you’re playing my cards then you’re playing to lose
you can hate on my game and you can hate on my name
but as long as i’m alive, sh-t’ll be the same

[chorus: bukshot]
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker
i’m still that k!lla
i’m still that assassin
i’m still that murder man with the shotgun blasting
i’m still that playa
i’m still that hustler
i’m still that one you better keep away from motherf-cker

- bukshot

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