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letra de hype song #1 ft. nacho1k - clark russell

[verse 1: clark russell and -nacho1k-]:
what’s up, it’s clark and i’m back again to spit a verse and make lames look wack again
i’m attacking them with bullets acting like pr-nouns i’m sonic with the sh-t. you can’t tell me to slow down
i’d never do that. they said i never could rap. like give it up man all your songs are too d-mn sad
now they’re too d-mn mad cause i’m doing what they try to. and their ladies are awaiting my arrival. -1k 1k-

[verse 2: nacho1k]:
i want it then imma go get it these things on my mind i don’t know if i’m ready
these haters keep talking i hit em with fetty i pull up guns blazing and k!ll you like freddy
the bullsh-t you talkin’ is crazy, i’m never disrespecting a lady. i ball like tracy mcgrady. i do what i want cause they made me

[verse 3: clark russell]:
this sh-t is gon leave a legacy rappers will never be up on my level that’s triple c
triple the profits i make from my songs, sinatra, if it ain’t my way it’s wrong
oh wait, he ain’t even write that. all of my songs come out when i feel the beat
scared to drop tracks had to reveal the heat. give me the throne, f-ck that let me steal the seat

[verse 4: nacho1k]
yeah, put the metal to your mouth make your jaw lock (yuh). i got the rollie on my wrist make it tick-tock (what)
got the fire in my soul like i’m 2pac (yuh). slap a p-ssy in the head with a huge rock (yuh)
?. i ain’t into all them drugs i don’t sip lean
if you coming at me slow you come at my team. ?

[verse 5: clark russell]:
this profit gon pilfer your profits and then walk off with your mademoiselle
they try to stop this, they know they’re not this nice that’s something that i can tell
now i would never put out a song that doesn’t succeed aye
p-ss the mic to nacho and the boy better recieve aye

[verse 6: nacho1k]:
f-ck wit rv and you know we might fight. f-ckin with the squad you might get faded on sight
ricky bobby baby you can call me off-white. i f-cked yo girl and she was screaming my name all night
scared of me you gon’ need a f-ckin night light. we gon’ fly high like a f-ckin high kite (i think that’s what he said not sure though)
you don’t stand a chance, we got ?. you f-ck with us we gon’ make you go night night

- clark russell

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