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letra de holy rage - kametee 07 x retrobas

hook

holy rage (2x)

this is my sh-t, u know u can’t touch, d n-gga can’t be on my face

holy rage (2x)

bound to be washed, game finna lock, u finna feel all the pain

holy rage (2x)

now i got mad, u know that i’m cold, i replaced the blood in my veins

holy rage (4x)

verse i

n-gga, suck on my d-ck
u gotta bow in the presence of me
u know with the money i don’t have a fling
we finna marry and get us a kid
talk about checks, talk about bills
u know my son got the face of king
rulling some kids with the weight of a paper
still gotta get it, we talking money
still wanna power my wrist
the power of envy, can’t stop all the gliss
all silvered up on my neck like a slave
and them chains got me thinking that i am thе sh-t
all the sh-t that we do now, gon pass to the kids
u know thеy gon double the sh-t that they see
stop all the wars, get u some love
u know fosho u won’t die from a kiss

u know fosho imma close all the doors
u know that a copycat i can’t endorce
on the low low, n-ggas built like a rose
cute superficially, far as it goes

rock with some fiji water for the pose
better be spending money with some gold
i know that sh-t takes longer to compose
that why all this gold is better than a rose

hook

holy rage (2x)

this is my sh-t, u know u can’t touch, d n-gga can’t be on my face

holy rage (2x)
bound to be washed, game finna lock, u finna feel all the pain

holy rage (2x)

now i got mad, u know that i’m cold, i replaced the blood in my veins

holy rage (4x)

verse ii

suck on my d-ck once again, ain’t no play
that’s no h0m-, i make sure all my sh-t always straight
bet the pill won’t be good when u feel all that pain
u know that the money give u headache

and i still got know for myself
they say don’t get money so they hold the wealth
i was born rich cause i’m out of the shelf
the wealth always good cause it can afford health

show them my resume, n-gga i’m blunt
i rock with the highest n-ggas, u a c-nt
the raps never immitate a brother run
i keep it too clean when i hoop like lebron

for your sake i won’t diss a n-gga in this joint
my lines be a sword for your filet mignon
yellow meat imma eat it, u a minion
and your soul imma take and pop a perignon

- kametee 07 x retrobas

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