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letra de know mcs - hoodie hilltop

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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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