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letra de ​fukoff - hardrock

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[verse 1]
yeah, i blew up and n-ggas got cut off
i blew up and b-tches got cut off
ain’t no love i’m tryna’ get my nut off
and them bullets fly when we pull off
hot box looking like the gluag
vvs help a n-gga cool off
real [?] just like i am o-dogg
don’t give a f-ck so n-gga just f-ck off
don’t give a f-ck so n-gga just f-ck off
got it out the field so i had to wipe the dirt off
got hot in this b-tch so i had to take my shirt off
got the hood on my back, i ain’t take a load off
you trying the gang, this sh-t gon’ pop off
i been in the game and a n-gga can’t walk off
real deal [?] get your ass dropped off
hop out [?] the top off
[chorus]
yeah [?] shine
i’m high as h-ll, i am not lying
white girls [?] some lines
rockstar life, i ain’t even lying
told the truth and thе b-tch got to crying
told her wipe the tеars, you gon’ be fine
[?] spine
when i hop on the beat yes i slide
did you make a band today?
did you make them racks today?
that n-gga went [?], he can’t even ride the wave
i had this b-tch lost for words, she don’t even know what to say
told you we on this sh-t, i got some real sh-t on the way

[verse 2]
200, i went high speed on the freeway
yeah, might just go and drip down in gucci
might just go and drip down in louie
might just go and drip down in ricky
we got a problem? we can solve it today
i send my shooter right up your way
used to be broke but that was the old days
now we get money, that bag on me always
ride with the jack, had to get it how it come we made that sh-t happen
these n-ggas never thought i’d make it in rapping
i don’t give a f-ck cause’ i still made that sh-t happen
make sure everybody eat, everybody got a napkin
make sure all these n-ggas know i am the captain
won’t be caught lacking in the street, pistol i’m packing
they was sleeping on me, now them n-ggas ain’t napping
i evolved on n-ggas, you see how it happened
it’s up, it’s stuck, on a opp n-gga, i don’t give no f-cks
i’m on the gas, n-gga i’m real deal ahh geeked up
run up on us, n-gga you f-cked up, we sticked up
i got off my ass, went out and ran them racks up
[chorus]
yeah [?] shine
i’m high as h-ll, i am not lying
white girls [?] some lines
rockstar life, i ain’t even lying
told the truth and the b-tch got to crying
told her wipe the tears, you gon’ be fine
[?] spine
when i hop on the beat yes i slide
did you make a band today?
did you make them racks today?
that n-gga went [?], he can’t even ride the wave
i had this b-tch lost for words, she don’t even know what to say
told you we on this sh-t, i got some real sh-t on the way

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