letra de narcos - critic (rapper)
[intro]
imagine you were born in a poor family, in a poor city, in a poor country
and by the time you are 28 years old you have so much money you can’t even count
[chorus: critic]
i feel like i’m pablo, the way i count bands, you’d think i’m a narco
get me a snorkel, fishin’ like marcos, then i found out that, that n-gga’s a c-ckroach
i feel like i’m pablo, the way i count bands, you’d think i’m a narco
get me a snorkel, fishin’ like marcos, then i found out that, that n-gga’s a c-ckroach
[verse: mxlu]
aye, making drug trades while i’m sippin’ lemonade
yeah i’m chillin’ in the crib, yeah i’m chillin’ with a fade
lil’ shorty hit my line, talking ’bout she wanna date
lil’ b-tch can’t complain, come and sit on my face
aye, wait, that b-tch she sealin’ my fate
diamonds go crazy, i smoked that lil’ n-gga ‘fore he betrayed me
[verse: emil parey]
ice on my neck and it’s ice on my wrist
i’m shooting my shot, i don’t need no assist
she see me come up, tryna give me a kiss
don’t f-ck with my music but this one’s a hit
i ran up my cash and i ran up my bag
f-ck her so good that she calling me dad
she see that i’m famous, she miss what we had
b-tch, no i don’t want you, i know that you mad
[chorus: critic]
i feel like i’m pablo, the way i count bands, you’d think i’m a narco
get me a snorkel, fishin’ like marcos, then i found out that, that n-gga’s a c-ckroach
i feel like i’m pablo, the way i count bands, you’d think i’m a narco
get me a snorkel, fishin’ like marcos, then i found out that, that n-gga’s a c-ckroach
[verse: juicy]
slide up on a b-tch, like she runnin’, like a track star
making so much money, i can drive up in a nice car
going dummy, going stupid, b-tch you don’t know me
b-tchin’ all about it, now forget it, that’s the old me
playing all the cards just to make a mil
now we goin’ back up like jack and jill
and i’ma fight my will just to pay the bills
i don’t wanna talk sh-t but i might just k!ll
you don’t want smoke, i’m just not broke
makin’ a stack just to bring me some hope
i won’t go fall, make me grow tall
fall down a pit and now i’m the sh-t
contemplation, adoration, making the bag so i can make sh-t
pass it to the man that said i could make it
switchin’ to a flow, just to come back and fake it
[chorus: critic]
i feel like i’m pablo, the way i count bands, you’d think i’m a narco
get me a snorkel, fishin’ like marcos, then i found out that, that n-gga’s a c-ckroach
i feel like i’m pablo, the way i count bands, you’d think i’m a narco
get me a snorkel, fishin’ like marcos, then i found out that, that n-gga’s a c-ckroach
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