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letra de hunnids - joe far

[intro: joe far]
yeah
yeah
lethal motion
yeah
my team was chosen
ugh
yeah

[verse: joe far]
get stacks, get stacks, get your bread up
eat the game like a snack, what i say bruh?
wallet fat when i rap, i ain’t spend sh-t
all this bullsh-t in the game and i’m sick of it
get bank, get bank, get bread now
prolly got you tuning in on what i say now
say no, no chance cuz y’all all fake like fans
who say you the man
but can’t name a track that you went in on
but no big deal
y’all just baby diapers with a kids meal
but you’ll grow up soon b, this i can see
or else i guess i’ll let it roll ’til the clips empty
i ain’t mean it like that though
i ain’t hear to make a thrеat, nah i’m here to joke
but rеgardless, breads the target and i’m making steps and moving
tryna get the green like the hulk in the movies
[chorus: joe far]
get cash, get cash, get bread
get cash, get cash, get bread
get cash, get cash, get bread
get cash, f-ck what they said bro

[verse: mtp]
from the south side of jersey, when we out here in the morning trapping ’til we find another route
from the land to the dub, all my people in the slums, we gon’ make it ain’t another doubt
no, ain’t n0body gon’ hold me, pull up to your crib ain’t n0body expose me
f-ck a gang bang, gang shootin’ like i’m kobe, said i need a team b-tch, you must not know me
i’ll pull up to your crib, walk up in it like the land lord, so much sh-t flying ’round it was looking like a sand storm
momma told me “watch out” when i walked straight off the porch, but i told her that i got it now i’m poppin’ like a d-mn wart
hit ’em on the spot, i don’t need a gang, but i got ’em on the block
i know crips, bloods, my dude get you shot, but i’ma walk up all by myself, f-ck a opp
y’all said i’m not ’bout that, when i’m bout that
snap ’em like a mouse trap, smoke ’em like that loud pack
you said what? i pull up on ’em
f-ck talking, i’ma walk it, ain’t no bull sh-t on ’em
all that talking on the media gon’ catch up to you
lock the door, stay inside, that seem better for you
talking crazy, when you hiding, that ain’t clever for you
it ain’t

[chorus: joe far]
get cash, get cash, get bread
get cash, get cash, get bread
get cash, get cash, get bread
get cash, f-ck what they said bro
[outro: joe far]
yeah
and that’s just how it is
out here we’re tryna get a little money
and that’s whats up
lethal motion
shouts out ggm

- joe far

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