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letra de black hip$ter - inkredible king$

[intro]

[verse 1: inkredible king$]

n-ggas on that bullsh-t ain’t that about a b-tch? i ain’t with the games hit him with the 45th
put the barrel to his lips bet he quit the gossip he like “aw sh-t you done lost it!!”
“n-gga please don’t shoot!!” but ain’t no telling what i do, off a pound of herb and a bottle of the goose
might bang your b-tch stick the d-ck in her caboose bang bang that ho until her booty hole loose
i’m gone, left cab-fare in her thong, better not be here b-tch when i get home
i’m off to the stu to write ill -ss songs, i’m kim jong, i’m waiting to drop bombs
i’m a mother f-cking ill -ss n-gga, illest from the chi, they can’t hear that n-gga
ol b-tch -ss n-ggas, don’t try to front on me ho cause i know you’re f-cking flow ain’t iller than me
mother f-cker i be ridin’ getting head from your b-tch she tops me violent
n-gga getting mad cause his main b-tch tosses salad, switch-blade leave a n-gga with the cleft palate
f-ck boy gon’ get carved out, you the type of n-gga that be getting drugged out
of the f-cking club ol b-tch -ss n-gga ain’t n0body showing you love b-tch -ss n-gga
i’d be back in that b-tch with a mother f-cking clip, shooting at n-ggas while they’re with your b-tch
187 with the mother f-cking pole leave a n-gga laid out put his -ss in a hole
6 feet deep b-tch your d-ck in the dirt, broke -ss n-ggas y’all always stay hurt
i’m g-ssed up i ain’t never got to burp, i’m fresh to the t mother f-cker check the shirt
big black mother f-cker with the baddest b-tch, clenched up fist with a gat in it
only p-ssy n-ggas ain’t feelin’ this, hc n-ggas stay k!llin’ it
ace white looks like chance the rapper but he’s militant shoot a n-gga in his melon b-tch
i got so many hoes i’m a ho b-tch, i’m an -ssh0l- talkin’ h-lla sh-t
b-tch got a problem? better say it to my face, bet his -ss 1 grand bro stay up in his place
if his -ss wants to play 6 shots to the waist, b-tch n-gga say something, your -ss will catch a fade
-ss catch a fade, any f-cking day cl!ck clack bang bang shoot his -ss in broad day
mother f-cker i be faded high toting them k’s, like the b-ss let the sh-t go the sound of the beat
peace? n-gga there will be no peace, chi-raq n-ggas are something like middle east
bomb mother f-ckers like the d-mn middle east make scenes obscene while a n-gga with his peeps
pop-pop mother f-ckers all day, one of these days i’mma flip and go cray
mother f-cker let it spray valentine’s day k!ll a n-gga with his bae

[bridge]

[verse 2/outro: inkredible king$]

you do something different watch them n-ggas start hating
i just watch them talk while i sit and get faded
n-ggas trap-rapper styles cliche and dated
have a white b-tch give me head on the daily
(b-tch) thats alternative (n-gga) that’s alternative sh-t
n-ggas don’t know about new entertainment
i ain’t seen a n-gga spitting like me lately

- inkredible king

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