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letra de rap game - d-12

[bizarre]
‘the rap game’
hip-hop 1-0-1
the hardest 9 to 5 you will ever have
you can’t learn this sh-t in no history-book
you ready to rap motherf-cker?
you ready to sell your soul…
gheh-gheh-gheh
‘the rap game’
motherf-cker

[swifty]
i’m a disruptive n-gg-r
you made me crazy
you should a slayed me as a baby
behavin’ shadier than wes craven
and you ain’t even gotta pay me
i take pleasure of layin’ a n-gg- down daily
you face me drunk of sober
you’ll faint fast
i’m never f-cked up to where i can’t whoop your -ss
your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, f-ck music
is he rappin’ is cool but fool don’t confuse it
what happens these dudes get rude and then i lose it?
i’m scandals
i blow your two kids off the atlas
with a gat that’s bigger
then godzilla’s back n-gg-
you are not real and in fact
your fruity effect of a crack dealer
y’all president sends me smack
den got a mack 10 with it
so i ain’t gotta rap
but i’m thankful for that
don’t mistaken me black
or you be stankin’ in back of a f-ckin’ cadillac

[eminem]
i’ma get snuffed
cause i ain’t said enough to pipe down
i pipe down when the white house is whipped out
when i see that ‘lil cheany dike get snipped out
lights out, b-tch, adios, goodnight
now put that in your ‘lil pipe and bite down
think for a minute cause the hype has died down
that i won’t go up in the oval office right now
and flip whatever ain’t tied down upside down
i’m all for america, f-ck the government
tell that c. doloris tucker sl-t to suck a d-ck
motherf-cker, duck, what the f-ck, son of a b-tch
take away my gun and i’m a tuck some other sh-t
can’t tell me sh-t about the tricks of this trade
switch blade with a ‘lil switch to switch blades
switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade
sh-ts like a samurai sword, a sensei
sh-t just don’t change to this day
i’m this way still
‘til i utslay itchbay
ucksay my ickday
‘scuse my igpay atinlay
but uckfay a igpay

[50 cent]
this rap game, this rap game
i ain’t sellin’ my soul for this rap game
i ain’t diggin’ a whole for this rap game
but i’m tellin’ ya, no it ain’t happenin’
this rap game, this rap game
i ain’t sellin’ my soul for this rap game
i ain’t diggin’ a whole for this rap game
this rap game, this rap game

[kon artis]
i bet you rather me
drink and drown in my own iniquity
but f-ck that, i’ma rap ‘til you all get sick of me
and clutch my nut sack and spit on who pick on me
i’m hittin’ a rock next, f-ck a dogg who sickin’ me
i’m sayin’ you motherf-ckers don’t know and quit playin’
if i’m broke then i’m brakin’ open the place where you layin’
you know, same sh-t every n-gg- done in his life
i lived it, that’s why i speak on what i want when i write
so why… should i… ever fear another

- d 12

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