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letra de 50 bars (freestyle) - hitman holla

let me start up with saying r.i.p. to the greatest
and i know they’re alive but r.i.p. to my haters
spintronic and chris i just left the barbados
had a b-tch look like rihanna all she ate was potatoes
just a kid with a dream do my voice with a hunger
escalade 90 racks, i’m in there beach by the summer
from the dangerous city so i sent back and i wonder
so many pilots in jail, lot more down under
yeah i’d be up top, i just bought out the section
i just got me a watch up this bring on my complexion
see the ultimate goal, get rich using my voice
politics in the game but given up by no choice
couple cats on replay, couple more money bury
but i’m outdoing me they hate fact they worry
see, they act like they tough these n-ggas treats me flories
like step i’m a shooter, i got my license to carry (laugh)
let me guess, you were g now
i’m starting to realize a lot of y’all just wanna beat out
think i’m all basketball talk, we’ll see now
six a n-gga with me you about to know rebound
and i see some shots away and you ain’t like that
you’re in italia ’cause you scared and you ain’t like that
i’m from my neighbourhood if they swing you better fight back
a warrior, i jump into water without a life jacket
for real, i’m-a ill, word to my n-gga ice pack
they steal a pill i’m not a n-gga you might jack
the thrill is real be the n-gga mic jack
i’m sure you know, dead is dead there’s no life back
i’m certified i’m so better that you can’t say sh-t
i’m no joke, find you another n-gga to play with
this one for calling this k!ller for who you stay with
so let cursing your ring with a bitter person you lay with
ah, i got better songs, better hooks
your b-tch, all in my dm ’cause i’m the better, look
one thing about me: never scared, never shook
ask around my jab nice with a better hook
serious know, you’ll check that i’m saying
may god be with whoever think that i’m playing
see they sell their souls, that’s the sh-t i’ll be saying
i prefer god be with broke then get rich by the train (?)
place that i go, i’m the man with no worry (?)
i’m strict swippin the game somebody bring ’em the brooms (?)
battle game on lock they shot off the boom
p.s. tell kind of cinema jewel, ye-ye
ball game

- hitman holla

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