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letra de steppin all season - c.m.l.

[intro]
yeah, hank, n-gga
c.m.l., b-tch
here we go

[verse 1]
let me ask a question, b-tch, you with me or with me not? (yeah)
i don’t fear no n-gga, i gave they k!llers sixty shots (bah)
f-ck your favorite rapper, he mad at me, i’m really hot (yeah)
i don’t trust no soul, i think these n-ggas wanna get me got (baow)
runnin’ up the check until i hit the tippy-top (er)
you say you wanna get even, boy, don’t get your k!llers shot (boy)
lil maury, he’ll leave your brain like where the ceiling stop
i know where y’all n-ggas sleep, i got a million drops (n-gga)
if you ain’t with us, you know we make n-ggas milly rock (haha)
we ain’t k!llin’ kids, we k!llin’ opps when semis pop (dead homies)
they tough on instagram, but in real life, they really not (b-tch ass)
he only five foot, give that boy a mini box (clown)
we beat on n-ggas like an 808
you will not survive, n-gga, ain’t no way (uh-uh)
you wanna f-ck with me, you gotta pave your way
these n-ggas real, but they hate on hank (clown)
my enemies livin’ day-to-day (bah)
he got snake eyes like k!lla tay (yeah)
we gon’ run him over if he in the way (yeah)
i’m a hardbody, don’t insinuate (facts)
[chorus]
they hate on me for no reason (huh?)
so we step on n-ggas all season (n-gga)
they hate on me for no reason (n-gga)
so we step on n-ggas all season (stop playin’)
they hate on me for no reason (n-gga)
so we step on n-ggas all season (what’s that?)
they hate on me for no reason (n-gga)
they hate on me for no reason (bah, bah, bah)
they hate on me for no reason (yeah)
so we step on n-ggas all season (bah, bah, bah)
they hate on me for no reason
so we step on n-ggas all season (bah, bah, bah)
they hate on me for no reason (n-gga)
so we step on n-ggas all season (what’s happenin’?)
we step on n-ggas all season (what’s brackin’?)
we step on n-ggas all season (stop cappin’)

[verse 2]
i keep it real, you should do the same, we target n-ggas like a shootin’ range
i been makin’ n-ggas skip town, come play with me, get your noodle banged
we four deep, we got six choppers in a rolls-royce and a mulsanne
30 gang, leave a n-gga brain in an ashtray like loose change

- c m l

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