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letra de trouble - chris travis

[intro]
best rapper in this sh-t, n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck about none of these n-ggas, bruh
put me up against your favorite rapper, i’ma eat ’em up, n-gga

[verse 1]
n-gga gon’ die right now, won’t give a f-ck
split yo’ body down like you a slice of pizza hut
f-ck what you sayin’, n-gga, we can’t get ’em up
money all i know, b-tch, i don’t seem to have enough
rap n-ggas mad ’cause they rap so amateur
b-tch, my flow sick, i smoke gas, big castle, bruh
water boyz ’til a n-gga d-i-e
“stay pure” on my grave, n-gga, r.i.p
everything i do is art, b-tch, as you see
i don’t fear no man, b-tch, i only fear me
’cause i only get better, as you f-ck n-ggas see
i don’t care about sh-t but the air i breathe
try to take it from mе, i’ma be in your dreams
slice your b-tch ass down, lеt him die in his sleep
sayin’ sh-t about me that’ll get your ass beat
’til the death of the [?], i bet your b-tch heard of me
n-gga talkin’ noise on my name, ain’t gon’ do sh-t
call me jason vorhees, i’ll leave yo’ ass toothless
leave yo’ body ruleless, then pull off in a coupe, b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no n-gga ’cause i’m ruthless
[verse 2]
b-tch n-gga talkin’ sh-t, no internet beef
run ’em out the club like the n-gga got a track meet
broke ass n-gga boy, ridin’ in the front seat
one many army, b-tch, it’s hard to k!ll me
[?] like i’m a dope runner
n-gga sneak diss me, i’ma f-ckin’ throat punch him
all these hoes ain’t sh-t, b-tch, i just wanna f-ck
if you can’t stay true, then b-tch i can’t trust
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they can get k!lled
n-gga try me, he gon’ die where he live
f-ck what you sayin’, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout him
f-ck what you sayin’, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout them
you n-ggas is some shrimps
better yet, y’all n-ggas [?]
if a n-gga try me, it’s a wrap

[interlude]
it’s a wrap, n-gga
b-tch ass n-gga, i freestyled that last sh-t, too, p-ssy
f-ck you mean

[verse 3]
i don’t care about no b-tch, y’all can have these hoes
i only diss on ’em ’cause i already had them hoes
they don’t f-ck with me no more
but i never f-ck with them, though
she don’t f-ck with me no more
but i already f-cked her throat
[outro]
d-mn right, b-tch
yung kenshin, b-tch
i’m in this motherf-cker, n-gga
what’s up, n-gga?
who the best, n-gga?
b-tch

- chris travis

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