letra de know mcs - hoodie hilltop
why they call you hoodie
what i gotta put that in a song?
i’m called that cause yo b-tch
a lil more comfortable when i’m on
why they call you hoodie
what i gotta put that in a rappin track?
once she got me
you ain’t gon have her
or yo jacket back
why they call you hoodie homie
you an article of clothing dawg?
these rappers is my children look at the
particles i got clonin wrong
why they call you hoodie
is that a hilltop hoods reference?
it’s cause everywhere i go i carry the
energy of my hoods essence
and i f-ck so good i get yo b-tch prеgnant
thru text message
yo b-tch wanna suck on my d-ck
so wе know she got good preference
b-tch on my arm like she
tatted and staying
she bad and she slayin
demeanor be calm
kicks on my feet like i
skate for the berrics
yo b-tch in hysterics
and made for the streets
rappers on my d-ck like they
get paid to do it
my d-ck game is free
what the f-ck is you stupid
now everybody wanna rap like me
but ya can’t quite be me
i seen you in the cgi
and i seen gs die
in the icu
too many motherf-ckers
wanna rap like me
they ain’t no mc
they ain’t no mcs
kobe, lebron
is the whole sh-t i’m on
i got homies with homies
that roll wit they guns
and it won’t be sh-t to me
to call em to getchu
and bust up a u turn to
make sure they hit you
hoodie got a lot to say
about a lot of things
it ain’t gonna stop until i
got a lot of rings
send em to the grave
well i got a pot of greed
cook a dead rapper
like a side of collard greens
know me as god
with the world in my palm
i got demons wit demons that
look like my momma
and it won’t be sh-t to me to
cast out a spirit
and do it in the booth
so the whole world can hear it
i’m gearing up towards
something bigger than me
took the mask off my face like the
mystery machine
it’s no covid i’m over
identity disorders
if i k!lled anybody it’s the soldiers
at the border
yall f-ckin n-z-s
i’m waiting for the day that i got
paparazzi
i’m calling everybody out
whole sh-t sideways
y’all overpriced like a tgi fridays
i’m waiting for the day that y’all don’t give a f-ck what i say
i’d be the k!ller that was
chillin in ya drive way
i’m like the watcher
my new sh-t my hardest
my soul made of coal
with the heart of an artist
sending y’all favorite bar spitters
to the mortician
augmented artificial flavors
in the rhyme scheme
deer in the high beams
fear and never try things
live in the miracle of spirit
the divine scheme
and y’all wanna let the blind lead
f-ck that
nevermind me
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