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letra de gotham city - enphamus

[intro: enphamus]
(sapfir)
man
i told y’all, i’m on these rap n-ggas ass
let’s get it
ayy, gotham city, gotham city, b-tch
ayy
woah

[chorus: enphamus]
i can’t stand this sh-t like a amputee
ridin’ wit’ a tank on e
don’t need no hands, i step with feet
more guns than c-o-d
play with me, he d-i-e
shoot at who? 1-2-3
that’s all it takes from .223s
make sure that he in icc
[verse 1: enphamus]
i see you, she can’t be my b-tch if i can’t f-ck her crew
hula hoop, this sh-t off the hip, that b-tch say toot-toot-toot
doo-doo-doo, he gon’ front his move if i don’t make my move
so he do, i ain’t in my [?] man, i’ll shoot up a school
she suck my b-lls, i made that b-tch my major, put her in balmain
high as f-ck, i’m smokin’ on exotics, packs of octane
gotham city, joker, i’m the type to knock off bruce wayne
ask me ’bout my life, i bought that b-tch a drink like t-payne
gotham city, ridin’ through them projects wit’ my mask on
if i take this mask off then his future not gon’ last long
zaza, do no mid b-tch, i won’t cop unlеss that gas strong
stuck between the street and makin’ music, ‘dis my last song
back to strikin’, back to robbin’, i just want my life back
5.56s bound to lift his whip up likе a car jack
5.56, the red tip on this tracks look like a car mat
i hope this accident don’t ever show up on his carfax

[chorus: enphamus]
i can’t stand this sh-t like a amputee
ridin’ wit’ a tank on e
don’t need no hands, i step with feet
more guns than c-o-d
play with me, he d-i-e
shoot at who? 1-2-3
that’s all it takes from .223s
make sure that he in icc
[verse 2: hotboii]
play wit’ me, you d-i-e
uh, that just how it be
i be mean to all these hoes, was broke, they wasn’t nice to me
icyhot, keep that fire on me, my wrist on icee
opps writin’ up that man’s page and i gotta see
f-ck ’em, and f-ck 12 too, see them gon’ [?]
all this creep sh-t, lil’ n-gga i been accustomed, i was hustlin’
sellin’ [?], trappin’ night until the sun
you know me, was on the run, but i was chillin’, i wasn’t runnin’
aye, real sh-t

- enphamus

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