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letra de rumble - ​cupcakke

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[intro]
when a n-gga ain’t humle i give him the rumble
when a n-gga ain’t humle i give him the rumble
get low

[hook]
wanna rumble rumble in the jungle jungle leave a b-tch with 50 deep scars
when i push it back i be ready to clap like concrete i blow hard
wanna rumble rumble in the jungle jungle leave a b-tch with 50 deep scars
when i push it back i be ready to clap like concrete i blow hard
better run run run run fast n-gga
better run run run run fast n-gga
if i catch you that will be your -ss n-gga
drop down suck a d-ck dont gag n-gga
better run run run run fast n-gga
better run run run run fast n-gga
if i catch you that will be your -ss n-gga
drop down suck a d-ck dont gag n-gga

[verse]
i got the mac-10 on me and it’s ready to trigger on a bum b-tch
or a motherf-cking bum n-gga
drop your jewelry in a bag i’m finna flip it to figures
see floyd mayweather he ain’t got sh-t on my hittas
we turn yo body upside down like we looking for change
man down , man down if you up in my range
i’m like an arsonist b-tch i’m finna bring that flame
like a nerd with drug dealers little b-tch couldn’t hang
i smacked it on her like a b-tch putting on her makeup
stomp her face send a match its an alarm b-tch wake up
it’s a bullet through her i can see that she lit up
one to the head and the homie gone give up
fed catching me thats never never
i keep the block hot n-gga check the weather weather
whack a b-tch until 2015 real f-cking clever
bullet flying west out her brain dead heffa
on the mans , you need drop the f-cking water gun
pick up the ak blow it like bananas son
they throwing shade but they black -ss f-ck from the sun
he got three fingers now and i ain’t f-cking done
tryna rap beef but you spit like the migos
up in the booth eat em up like doritos
bunch of new slaves they be dishing out kilos save me from f-cking up rappers my hero
chicago n-ggas, rob mo n-ggas take gold n-ggas pic fro n-ggas
i do a driveby at the red light couldn’t even wait to for go n-gga
cause when that light turn green that n-gga dead n-gga
here come the feds talking homicide to the head n-gga
head n-gga head n-gga head n-gga let’s get it

[hook]

[verse 2]
they like shorty from the lowend she go in
leave a b-tch with st-tches i ain’t talking bout no sew in
chopper in yo mouth like a d-ck b-tch go in
empty out cho pockets let me see what you be holding
he scared got the n-gga shaking like jello
c-cky -ss b-tch i walk in f-ck a h-llo
twist a n-gga tongue if he ain’t talking bout the ch-llo
make yo n-ggas leak blood grim reap mixed with devil
i keep my p-wns in check i only got one mission to make these n-ggas starve eat my pearls no nutrition
see i really do apologize you thought that was ketchup on yo fries
see that was the blood from yo mother liver go take a look n-gga see i just waited to strategize
all of my n-ggas gone body yo body we chopping necks off like we into karate a monkey see monkey do
f-ck you be talking to? make yo -ss disappear right on a count or two
enough is enough see b-tches be acting real tough so i’m a have to just have to debo that -ss on the pockets for cash then leave you looking rough
better watch who you talking to, f-ck is you talking to? shooting sh-t up like i don’t give a f-ck
enough is enough see b-tches be acting real tough so i’m a have to just have to debo that -ss on the pockets for cash then leave you looking rough
better watch who you talking to, f-ck is you talking to? shooting sh-t up like i don’t give a f-ck
cause i don’t give a f-ck

[hook]

- cupcakke

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