letra de super c3 freestyle 2 - c3 official
god blessed me yes, but keep that sh-t quiet
you play with my n-ggas we start a riot
no lose ends bc you know that we tie it
n-ggas talking about cases deny it
i feel like captain but i am no pirate
talking about pressure then i can apply it
n-ggas get k!lled if he taking like pilate
i flame up this dope and it’s changing the climate
b-tch i’m the soldier of peace
so there ain’t no trying me
sell this dope to you lease
play wit me come up deceased
wouldn’t listеn to demons so became a priеst
cast away evil whenever it speak
these n-gga they lame they fold they crease
and we know who they are up under the sheet
does he really trap who knows
go to the mall copping some clothes
pull up to that sh-t and i’m throwing down fours
every single picture throwing down fours
make my b-tch stomp his face with her heels
b-tch wanna try me like this chain ain’t real
everybody hating i don’t know the deal
n-gga play with us get peeled
don’t gotta prove myself the —— will
hit you with this sh-t it make you ill
pull up on us get shocked like eel
n-gga what you need i can make a meal
smoking that good green eco
i feel like they wanna hit the gang with a rico
why these n-ggas wanna be me hoe
they know that’s something they’ll never be though
take a second be honest brutally
took a lot to partake for this mutiny
tryna get these kids some opportunity
call me mr.unity of the community
n-ggas talk all that sh-t but they ain’t on charts
this i’m sh-t rapping fine art
where tf yo taste of heart
take a n-gga out that don’t play his part
these n-ggas lame don’t make me start
don’t even get big just get smart
big ass choppa make them dart
cause he know it’ll tear his ass apart
on trip with his b-tch she gonna show me a trick
too many sides i won’t even pick
burn up all the politics
walk in that b-tch look like sl!ck rick
walk in that b-tch look like pimp c
bet a n-gga gonna die if he try me
they say that we free we not really free
try and find my n-ggas when they trap in trees
they act they on we demolish the crew
all of my n-ggas they pockets they grew
hold up b-tch i’m going super saiyan 2
c3 that n-gga he pop out the blue
if i talk to the j’s i don’t get complaints
the b-tch seen me and d-mn near fainted
at the end of the year i be feeling like i’m famous
i pray to god they don’t come and take it
i watch my enemies all go down the drain
i’m like b-tch, please put this gun your name
wipe his lil block till it’s cleaner than gain
i don’t want that weed wtf is that strain
hit that lil b-tch now she wanna rotate
i keep getting followed bout to relocate
push all my sh-t till i got no weight
boy who is u fw know we got low rate
y’all try to play gangster but be talking instead
already know what imma say you n-ggas be fed
tripping and sh-t i been pouring that red
i gave her that d-ck now b-tch make up the bed
i’m like a patient i need my meds
take out you and your b-tch like some newly weds
if i give the word they chop off his head
abandon the building get left in the shed
walk in the trap and the floor start creaking
i take a sip out the cup and i’m leaning
she get off the gas then she get to tweaking
shoot in his head, and his brain start leaking
they talking to 12 them n-ggas been squeaking
if he wanna die for a diss let it be then
you come over here , get hit up no reason
mom lost her son it’s another one weeping
make his body fall october
take control of his blood i’m not a donor
i take a hit and solar
find in the motor leave him with odor
you can try to run but bullets like a boulder
i’ll have bl!ck clapping all at your shoulder
if god give the word we fold him like a folder
he 18 but ain’t getting any older
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