letra de kriss kross - greatestredefined
[chorus]
ay, jeans backwards like a n-gga reppin’ kriss kross
told him do not run up, if he do, he get his sh-t popped
yeah, grindin’ for that green, n-gga, why my pockets rick ross
shoutout to yo’ hoe, she steady runnin’ up my tiktoks
f-ck a clock, put that sh-t on god, i want a wristw-tch
i don’t have my stick on me, but n-gga you can get dropped
dwayne johnson, n-gga, you can get rocked
i don’t want you, shawty, i just really want my sh-t topped
i don’t f-ck with snakes, that’s on my pops, b-tch, you can kick rocks
said he wanted beef, jump in the truck, we took a pitstop
these lil’ n-ggas hating, it’s okay, i got ’em p-ssed off
he do not believe in this blow up? oh well, that’s his fault
ay, n-gga said i’m lackin’, but i’m totin’ wit’ them sticks
rockin’ red pants, ’11 lows, my pockets stay on crip (yuh)
gangy got the wock’, i said “let me get a sip”
[?] might [?] to yo’ block, better watch out for the whip
finna cop a mansion, in the hills when i’m rich
finna cop a mansion, for my pops, on some sh-t (ay, ay, ay)
b-tch, i’m on the road, i’m waitin’ for a wife lil’ b-tch, i’m reppin’ f-ck the hoes
shoutout to them n-ggas that done helped me at my lowest
that’s just how it goes, shoutout to the bros
tryna lock in with the whole team, ay
tryna lock in with the whole team, figures ten toes, never fold
[chorus]
ay, jeans backwards like a n-gga reppin’ kriss kross
told him do not run up, if he do, he get his sh-t popped
yeah, grindin’ for that green, n-gga, why my pockets rick ross
shoutout to yo’ hoe, she steady runnin’ up my tiktoks
f-ck a clock, put that sh-t on god, i want a wristw-tch
i don’t have my stick on me, but n-gga you can get dropped
dwayne johnson, n-gga, you can get rocked
i don’t want you, shawty, i just really want my sh-t topped
i don’t f-ck with snakes, that’s on my pops, b-tch, you can kick rocks
said he wanted beef, jump in the truck, we took a pitstop
these lil’ n-ggas hating, it’s okay, i got ’em p-ssed off
he do not believe in this blow up? oh well, that’s his fault
ay, n-gga said i’m lackin’, but i’m totin’ wit’ them sticks
rockin’ red pants, ’11 lows, my pockets stay on crip (yuh)
gangy got the wock’, i said “let me get a sip”
[?] might [?] to yo’ block, better watch out for the whip
finna cop a mansion, in the hills when i’m rich
finna cop a mansion, for my pops, on some sh-t (ay, ay, ay)
b-tch, i’m on the road, i’m waitin’ for a wife lil’ b-tch, i’m reppin’ f-ck the hoes
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