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letra de friends - giogio (rap)

[intro]
station, this is patrol 5-0 and […], the suspect is on the run, we are chasing him!

[bridge]
loadin’ up a semi
aim at the cops
this sh-t is so deadly
i’m feelin’ like i’m god

[verse 1]
i’ll never switch up on a friend like you tried to do
i got 99 problems, you fools make up 2
so i have to be locked and loaded in my studio
or be on a crucifix if you play me like the crucible
i never prefer going out to coming up with a song
i’d never snap if a homie told me i’m wrong
if you wanna fight then b-tch, all bets are off
i ain’t gave a f-ck bout sins, even christ jacks off
i stay with the peeps from blight
where strippеrs and demons reside
thеy got kershaw shuffle knives
and the holy mary f-cks bums for nights
you often patronize, it’s your padrón
i’ll have time to reorganize and k!ll some mo’ flows
[chorus]
nah, we ain’t never gonna talk again
b-tches on my d-ck they wanna be friends
they all fake but i see that
nah, we ain’t never gonna be friends

[bridge]
loadin’ up a semi
aim at the cops
this sh-t is so deadly
i’m feelin’ like i’m god
what’s the deal, tell me
you feelin’ kinda low?
well then, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em

[verse 2]
i’ll never let a snake cut my own grass
start the lawn mower and make it cut its head off
call the saints, oh, ’cause i’m insane so
i might invent another song in these four walls
what the f-ck is you doing, smiling at me
and somehow your t–th seems to be hiding their honesty
i got a problem with you, i got a problem with me
i got a problem with everyone that goes hard on a beat
’cause i’m way too competitive
write in darks room with candles lit
be sure there’s no way of surpassing me
i passed, i’m way too clean
an outcast who so fresh that it’s frightening
everyone be kind to me
’cause i know what’ll happen if you try to f-ck with me
i know you pray for me to live and not for my defeat
but for my success so you can stay attached, it’s irony
but i’ll make you lay flat, that’s ironing and unlike an ivy league
i’ll teach you a few things, if you the king then i am prince
[bridge]
loadin’ up a semi
aim at the cops
this sh-t is so deadly
i’m feelin’ like i’m god
what’s the deal, tell me
you feelin’ kinda low?
well then, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em

[chorus]
nah, we ain’t never gonna talk again
b-tches on my d-ck they wanna be friends
they all fake but i see that
nah, we ain’t never gonna be friends

- giogio rap

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