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letra de kick, push - children of thee underground

[ohgee]
pop goes the weasel and the weasel goes pop
disrespect my kin, n-gga i’ll conglomerate your whole block
that mac go pop, that tech don’t stop
when i spit you feel a vibration like an electrical shock
rappers shocked cause i’m only 15, and i’m k!lling every rapper have your fans mourning
like alonzo, i’m getting the gold you getting bronze bro
my lyrics sound like they go way back like the hairline on lebron’s dome
and i’m spitting off the top of my, when i rap its 187 and columbine when i close my eyes, all i see is dollar signs
i’m shooting for the money like ray allen at the free throw line, y’all shaquille oneal’n with this banana clip i’m peeling
rappers like a snake shedding skin, and when she come to the crib you know i’m skinning
i’m all about my green yall need to eat more spinach
viben to dream chasers one, meek milly ain’t the only one
i’m dream chasing too
fantasising about riding in my own f-cking coupe
viben to dream chasers 3, rest in peace to lil snupe
alright who got the juice?
n-gga i got the juice
cause when i f-cking spit its straight homicide dude
you ain’t never witness murder and i’m traumatized dude
i done seen so many n-ggas get shot like this was pool
i’m smoother than vaseline
i’m zoning in the booth, like i’m gone off that gasoline
i know real goons that’ll make yo -ss lean, fat joe couldn’t explain the scene
i never been a p-ssy
i always took advantage of freedom of speech
i always been peaceful till someone push me
i never been a rookie, i always spit like a veteran
always kept the people pumped like adrenaline
i always kept the people bumping like acne, ask d, i keep the rappers running like track meets
i witnessed tragedies, even when i had a p-ssy, riding round with pops with a chopper in the back seat
beside of me, but thats nothing take your wildest -ssumptions
i seen n-ggas get murked, by the abundance
trash rappers, your presence is now redundant
y’all wanna be better, but yall can’t even do what i done did
flow fresher than pinesol, n-ggas wanna hate
but your girl jiggin to my song
where i’m from you disrespect, they put more holes in your body than styrofoam
so if you with that f-ck sh-t take a ride to my home
brunswick georgia, i’m a real n-gga
don’t get me wrong, i f-ck with a couple ville n-ggas
i’m k!lling rappers, go head and write your will n-gga
dreams of fat pockets and bald p-ssies uncle phil n-gga

- children of thee underground

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