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letra de gatling gun! - jamar rose

[intro: jamar rose]
yeah, i wanna know what you was talking ’bout, huh, oh well, ain’t that me and sivade can’t handle?

[verse 1: sivade]
me and j rose rapping again
red hawk, strong enough to pushing adamant in
snake make ’cause we might stab the back of your friend
kongo n-ggas pull up with the strap, it commands
start beef like a summit war, you don’t know what i’m gunning for
idols turn into your rivals and other ones laughing more
look around the scene, i don’t see sh-t i haven’t done before
cabin in the hood for the longest, i feel like number four
i’m the high commodity, codename baka king
feel like one piece, you pick me up, you’re ain’t no chopping me
i may not bеlieve in this game, you ain’t no god to mе
laugh me out at everything and they thought that they got to me
i been going at the top k!lling rappers in right
thinking that they eating all i picked just like grabbing a bite
that explains why everytime they eat, they be grabbing a bite
now i see why i don’t be impressed when they grabbing a mic
copy ninja, they copy n-ggas and glow
they be docking all the features ’cause stopping me is a no
when they find about the tend, they be rocking with me for sure
got no members in this b-tch, ain’t no stopping, we need to go
i’m on their head for show, get to the coin, n-gga like lex to go
we pull up on your block, we put you in boxes like nezuko
baraka pull that big metal arm out like tetsuyo
a gentle’s let machine gun blow at you from the neck below
[verse 2: jamar rose]
i feel like just a plot, and i’m cutting up, it get surgical
second gear, i’m too fast, wait, you the first to go
red line, cutting right through, do it vertical
hard body, something like, huh, vergil
wait, n-gga, i’m on a mission
i’m feeling just like jinbei – the way that i’m dripping different
i’m hiding a wet floor sign to catch them slipping
i shoot from the three like i’m scotty, no missing
i ride on that sunny that shoot when i’m whipping
that boo on my body, like franky i’m dripping
one piece on my side, but that plate i be gripping
i making them reindeer, no chopper i’m blitzing
who’s slipping? not me!
leave that boy shocked from the pole – nami
thought that he was standing at the top, not, me!
leave that whole stretched up from the dynamy
i’m clean, my beam can clear the whole scene
i pull back in it, your team will might sling
headshot split your banana like it’s some ice cream
aokiji, you gon’ see it, i’m pull up, my ice clean
running over, i got that money in mile, my top green
i’m like sanji in the kitchen, i’m cooking that quick scene
pink fur coat, i was a demon at fourteen
i’m a god, i don’t wanna be king, that’s your dream

- jamar rose

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