letra de slickaa - eric b wright
[intro]
(ahhhhh)
let me start for the day, let me f-cking teach you bout that motherf-cking way (yahhhh)
n-ggas gone be like what he f-ck he gonna say (woaaaah)
life is kinda hard when u get a little fame (naaah)
try me f-cking once and you need to f-cking pray (skrrrrr)
yeah i got my brother with me, yeah we don’t play (ahhhhh)
yeah i’m like scarface, yeah we let it spray
better find my money fast, like a f-cking race
[verse]
i’m like sh-t on recline, b-tch that’s the vibe
if i f-ck one (huh), yeah i f-ck twice
hit her from the back (huh)
sh-t from behind
n-ggas talking sh-t
sh-t she was fine
i’m like sh-t, no tick that’s the kick no flip
got a n-gga talking sh-t, yeah we hit him right quick
yeah we pull out with the stick
godd-mn it that’s sick, so six double six
double nine in this b-tch
imma a b9 n-gga, east side line five n-gga
try one of us boy, yeah you gon die n-gga
never was a hard n-gga, never been a b-tch though
but i’ll knock you f-cking ass like i’m f-cking klitschko
shooter on my side, right two two left
everything is different when u balance yourself
feeling like denzel with this numbers on deck
equalize your life patterns everything is next
everybody know it is only one rule (ahhh)
never make a white b-tch pregnant that’s true (ahhh)
use that sh-t once, we ain’t f-cking with you (ahhh)
n-ggas on crack is like yg wearing blue (ahhh)
i ain’t never f-cking with these motherf-cking lames (yahhh)
get your f-cking n-ggas out of the motherf-cking way (ahhh)
all i really want is a f-cking big bank (ahhh)
talk is f-cking cheap, do your motherf-cking thang brah
i live my life (eyyy)
talking sh-t (eyyy)
n-ggas got no stripes (eyyy)
pull up on sight (eyy) (powpowpow)
fake gun but the n-gga got that knife (eyyy)
life is a b-tch then you motherf-cking die (eyyy)
double up (brrrrr) never gave a f-ck
my mali’s they sum shooters you better f-cking duck
i’m like (uhhh), run it up
n-gga got a gun
yeah he be wildin, he be shooting just for fun
i’m like count it up
bentley f-cking truck (skrrrrr)
this n-gga trippin so he gone f-ck you up
run it up, stack it up
i don’t give a sh-t, it better be enough
[outro]
never mix the albanians with the serbs n-gga
never f-ck with the f-cking mob cuz they stir n-ggas
yeah my mob heavy and we run f-cking deep n-gga
yes i am a havoc on this motherf-cking beat n-gga
96 born always been a prodigy
people so shook when they hear a n-gga speak
n-gga you a opp, matter of fact you a skezz
talking all that talk talk n-gga u a b-tch
shut the f-ck up n-gga you don’t run sh-t
always saying he da man, he won’t do sh-t
i ain’t no gang gang, but i’ve never been a b-tch
yeah my n-gga ready so we bang to the east
and i ain’t goon stoop til my mamma gets rich
mali moutherf-cka till i die in this b-tch
never be wrong get it right in these b-tch
if you don’t know it’s eric b wright in this b-tch
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