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letra de k.t.a freestyle - hendrik

[intro: terry]
terryyouk!lleddis

[verse: hendrik]
if it’s war, boy i’m a soldier
if it’s boxing, boy i’m mayweather
either way, i swear you a goner
try to run, then boy i’m a cheetah
just let me know if you want smoke, 24/7 i’m always around
lil boy i’m on go, f-ck all the opps, ready for war they ain’t slowing me down (hey)
me and the members pull up unannounced
gun in his mouth he ain’t making no sound
eyes getting bigger, that boy was surprised
but why?, you know if you play you gon’ die
just know a lot, boy i’m not a k!ller
but it’s show me your friends and i’ll tell you who you are
i ain’t gon’ cap, i know i’m a sinner
can’t act like a saint cause no sin is bigger (yeah)
but n-gga please don’t push me
i’m patience cause i’m a christian
machete gon’ break you and the ten commandments
really, n-gga ain’t n0body perfect
what’s really under the carpet
when the sun goes down, sh-t get wicked (wicked)
when it rises, still no difference
now you tell me if that’s called fairness (nah, nah, nah)
but it is what it is, i’mma make sure all my opps bleed (yeah)
what is meant to be will be, n-gga don’t try to change that sh-t (let’s get it)
n-gga you dumb as f-ck, watch me play you like alicia keys (yeah)
put you in a box and send you six feet, n-gga rip (prrr, prrr)
uh, uh, when choppas get to dumping, i bet sars know what’s up
take sh-t back to back, i hope you know there ain’t no stopping us
i hope you know, we do the most, hope you know, we dangerous
l-a-g-o-s, i rep my city, i know you’ve heard of us
n-ggas act like they bulletproof, until these bullets prove ’em wrong
i heard what’s his name still mad, tell him to come get it back in blood (raven)
catch him lacking, let him have it, n-gga these guns are (prrr) automatic
police wanna know, they keep on asking, who i’m gon’ ask, n-gga if you ask me
from white to red, the handkerchief on my machete do magic, turn bodies to kilos like we in the market
just a lil cut, but that n-gga didn’t make it, cause we got them blades that hit you with poison (yeah, yeah)
i’m on your cousin, your brother, your uncle, your sister, your aunty, we f-ck up your family (gang)
ain’t gon’ admit it, they act like we equal, that’s one of the reasons why we can’t stop spinning (gang)
we all in the field but i cannot f-ck with these n-ggas, cause most of these n-ggas ain’t tryna get money
monday to sunday i’m tryna get money (yeah), they rather play with that ball or do nothing
one day we’ll see, and i feel that sh-t coming
you know i came up from nothing (yeah), tryna turn nothing to something (let’s get it)
sh-t ain’t easy, i go harder than hard
ain’t from round here, you don’t know what it’s like
n-ggas sneaky, greedy, boy i’ve been scarred
so believe me when i say, that boy a lie
call me nle cause i love how that choppa sound
f-ck with me, boy you gon’ end up in the ground
that boy a chicken, don’t know why he tryna fly
i got the recipe, n-gga come get fried
once we catch a n-gga, it’s a miracle if his they find his ass
doctors cannot save him, cause his body already covered in flies
(tsk), what’s his name got caught and brought back to his mama’s house (d-mn)
knew she warned his ass a lot just by the way his mama cried
one thing i know fosho (fosho), n-gga we all gon’ die (yeah)
death gon’ come around (fosho), and we all gon’ cry (yeah, yeah)
n-gga said what!? that’s cap, i know how ssss died
his brother really tried, but he didn’t listen, not one time
talking like you ’bout it, n-gga show me all that sh-t (show me all that sh-t (
never underestimate, but n-gga i know you a b-tch (i know you a b-tch)
acting like you ’bout it, type of sh-t get you k!lled (uh)
try me, like dej loaf b-tch on my mama your whole family getting hit (bo)
n-gga claim he hot, but freeze under pressure
pop out with a rifle like a ma’f-cking soldier (yes sir)
four shots plus two bodies, mathematics, six feet under (d-mn)
slide, red, tears, fear, make ’em b-tches surrender (raven)
i don’t g-ngb-ng, but b-tch i’m yelling gang, gang (gang)
do it by myself, i don’t need no right hand man (nah, nah)
married to the money, i don’t need no wedding band
b-tch i do it for my city, b-tch i got my city on my back (city on my back aye)
(aye, aye, aye, sh-t f-cked up)

- hendrik

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