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letra de goku - d-twist

intro: [thomas west] “flying thru the city, like i’m goku”

verse 1 (d-twist):
aye, hold down for the city like it suppose to, yellow diamonds got me feelin’ like i’m goku, i used to fight in the street like ryu, now i’m known for choppin up beats like tofu, if i pull out the tommy guarantee they getting ghost, and i got the power they don’t even get it though, shed so many tears at my moma’s funeral don’t it kind of make sense why i don’t cry no mo, theses new rappers lame all they talk about is dope, b-tch im talking bout a beverage if i say i’m on c0ke, every f-cking beat i’m on get a tag on the toe, hit it good both hands up like i hit the floks (yeah yeah) i am not into these hoes, rather stack my dough, till i have no pulse, no i can not take with yea that’s something that i know but i can leave it all for my son when i go, windows down i hope everybody see me, hope they recgonize a n-gga what i pop up on the tv, ready for the rap game, i ate my lyrically wheaties, n-ggas screaming out “i see you”, but they don’t wanna see me, i’m a young trill n-gga getting paid off of streaming, and my ex just called told i’m just what she needed before she finish her sentence number got deleted i promise i’m down to earth when i’m rapping im conceited

[bridge: d-twist & thomas west]
motha f-cka that’s real
f-ck how you feel

[hook:]
hold it down for the city like im suppose to, yellow diamonds got me feelin’ like i’m goku (repeat 4x)

verse 2 (d-twist):
new kick on my feet these the new lebron, and i stay sonin’ all these n-gga’s like they gohan, fake friends transform like voltron, so p-ssy n-gga cut it out like a coupon, i get hype at the show like rayvon, you gonna found yo own lane cuz i made mine, i really started from the bottom like a landline, my new chick only complain bout tan lines, (ugh) flying thru the city well really not really going 55 miles buut the speed limit 50, court system is a huss, they can’t get none of my money i’ve never been to jail please knock on wood for me, rest in peace mac dre everybody going dummy, g-o-d, g-o-t, m-e, when i’m lonely i just pour’d up a 8th shout to that n-gga kobe, ray allen step back when a broke b-tch approach me, made it out he hood but i’m not a gang member you can get yo -ss beat if you ever diss dalima when it’s outside wrist still on december, and my chick stay dipped that’s my little chicken tender, soild as luke cage they gone think i’m a defender, i’m from wyandotte county (boyww) nothing can offend us, shout out to the mo too, cuz we in this b-tch together, and i swear they change up more than kansas city weather that real

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