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letra de sticky - fair fight

mont gotti
verse:

i’m goin thru all kinds of sh-t, and i got this b-tch on my head
my baby momma she trippin’ out here workin’ for the feds
i need me a skylar diggins, i’m gon’ ball call me durant
i’m in a jam back against the wall but i’m gon bounce back
i’m from the chi, live in vegas now i gotta rep that
i be walkin like a zombie when i’m gone off a flat
we poppin’ bottle after bottle, off that lean i’m sippin’ that
i’m off the sh-t with my n-ggas, captain be the choice of liquor
i’m grindin’ tryna get it off the porch no time for sleepin’
came from none, i ain’t for none, boy my city here they got them guns
it’s marco world, and it’s comin soon
dirty fanta, that’s by the liter, gone off the shrooms

bizzzle
verse:

i said i’m runnin down the strip with my m-th-f-ckin woes
gotta lotta different drugs, she gon blow me for that blow
b-tches is hoes, dudes actin fake
what else you expect from the city of snakes?
this sh-t ain’t a game ain’t no room for mistakes
little b-tch i’m a shark to this sh-t, you ain’t nothin but bait
ricky bobby on em, shake & bake
this a hobby to em, we just great
you just tardy homie, you was late
simple philosophy i make my fate
i be poppin’ off like molotov
semi shots like a dragunov
shawty bad with them bottoms off
wetter than a faucet with the nozzle off
i’m flawless, flossin, lawless, bossin stylin on hoes
but after all this i’ll be ballin’ like i’m dan marino
no hittin’ the lottery hoe, i be workin hard for all of this dough
im dew’n the captain what’s happenin’ hoe
they think i’m a bouncer how all of these fakes steady gettin’ exposed
you know!

mill yunz
verse:

this beat about to get bodied prolly decapitated
outdatin, n-ggas tryna shake you
i didn’t hear you talkin that sh-t boy take two
vegas ain’t never seen a sound like this
go hard in the paint, i go hard with my clique
you mad that i can, and you mad that you can’t
you goin with lucky, and im goin with fate
i ain’t bout to waste time just sittin around and jack off
god d-mn i feel sick in here
bring the bottles out man f-ck that beer
never hate the next man realer than a hundred grand
gotta keep grindin’ no shinin’ no flexin’
n-ggas got the message like i slid into the dm’s
she wanted me, double f, uh huh baby, we them
drugs all around got you feelin’ like an addict
heart beatin fast girl don’t you panic
cus the night just started
the city don’t sleep all we do is party
canadian whiskey, hoes tryna frisk me
they miss me with all that bullsh-t
eyes on the prize got my team right behind me
if you was lookin’ for truth no more man you found me
i’m doin this for me don’t give a f-ck if you crown me
said i’m doin this for me don’t give a f-ck if you crown me, millz

geo l
verse:

i swear i’m sicker than some vomit
tryna run around on comets
chasin money counting commas with a spanish pocahontas
shawty h-lla greedy wanna eat me benihana
see the anaconda wanna speed in them pajamas
just a bunch of young n-ggas with a story untold
if it ain’t about the mission put the b-tchin’ on hold
some say the kid ice
some say the kid froze
sub zero on beats
no hero on hoes
we some wolf among sheep team still called goat
curry cooking all beef i’ll still go stove
mami not a 10 but she still get chose
cause her belly on thin and her end on bold
boy i’m really tryna win i don’t think they get the message
city of the sins we ain’t wit the second guessin
is you bringing all yo friends cause my n-ggas getting reckless
and we tryna get it in before we wake up drunk arrested
straight g-ssin!

- fair fight

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