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letra de koopa troopa - hardrock

[intro]
i’m in this b-tch with clayco

[chorus]
told her come over, i blow out her back
[?] that wood, and that sh-t fat
call her, told her give me head, stat
they found out he had a hole in his hat
lil’ [?] n-gga tryna stab me in the back
if they shoot, n-gga, we gon’ shoot back
i’m wit’ my bros, we up in the trap
i’m just a young n-gga tryna get on the map
pull up with the gang, and n-gga get [?]
up all night, n-gga, just like a bat
aye, you know, i got me some stacks
these n-ggas cap, [?]
i got yo’ hoe, i won’t give her back
these n-ggas hating, i got all these racks

[verse 1]
n-ggas [?], they call me the g.o.a.t
n-gga, i just won a whole lotta’ dough
n-gga, we rollin’ up that real dope
go gеt my shoota, he taking his soul
yeah, we on thе field like a soldier
yeah, we on [?], magnolia
talkin’ to me, boy, i don’t even know ya’
i don’t give a f-ck, i just want the moolah
put this sh-t on, [?]
she been on my d-ck like some hooka’
i told the [?]
pull that sh-t out, i shoot like a hoopa’
clayco on this beat, i told him [?]
started to do numbers, yeah, i’m going up
called the plug, told him, “come po’ me up”
got my sh-t blessed when i f-ckin’ pull up
n-gga, they call me the real deal ruler
[?] on me, [?]
if you don’t get money, then you is a loser
pull up and send them sh-lls like koopas
[chorus]
told her come over, i blow out her back
[?] that wood, and that sh-t fat
call her, told her give me head, stat
they found out he had a hole in his hat
lil’ [?] n-gga tryna stab me in the back
if they shoot, n-gga, we gon’ shoot back
i’m wit’ my bros, we up in the trap
i’m just a young n-gga tryna get on the map
pull up with the gang, and n-gga get [?]
up all night, n-gga, just like a bat
aye, you know, i got me some stacks
these n-ggas cap, [?]
i got yo’ hoe, i won’t give her back
these n-ggas hating, i got all these racks

[verse 2]
yeah, i fill my cup full of [?]
n-gga play [?], we up on his ass
i’m on a roll, i’ll never get flat
you hit me when i pull up in that [?]
yeah, i really an up on the [?]
n-gga, yo’ homeboy know i was [?]
won’t be lacking, [?] on a pistol
call up my dawg, just like a whistle
yo’ money get rolled up like limbo
pull up with [?]
i hope you don’t think it’s a game
yeah, i just think these n-ggas lame
yeah, my baby masked up like bane
yeah, yo’ bih’ wanna play with these chains
[chorus]
told her come over, i blow out her back
[?] that wood, and that sh-t fat
call her, told her give me head, stat
they found out he had a hole in his hat
lil’ [?] n-gga tryna stab me in the back
if they shoot, n-gga, we gon’ shoot back
i’m wit’ my bros, we up in the trap
i’m just a young n-gga tryna get on the map
pull up with the gang, and n-gga get [?]
up all night, n-gga, just like a bat
aye, you know, i got me some stacks
these n-ggas cap, [?]
i got yo’ hoe, i won’t give her back
these n-ggas hating, i got all these racks
[?] like that
[?] gettin’ these racks

- hardrock

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