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letra de ain't cool - kankan

[intro]
jme

[verse: kankan]
n-ggas better stop that cappin’, that sh-t ain’t cool
don’t make me have to call up twinuzis, yeah, he gon’ shoot
i’m up in la, kick sh-t, yeah, by the pool
n-gga, i’m smoking on gas, i ain’t smoking on blue
yeah, yeah
i’m cooling with izaya right now
thing on me, n-gga, right now
popping his head, like, now
yeah, ha, yeah
caught him playing with racks, he said i ain’t changed
i got a new hoe, yeah i had to change it up
he don’t got racks, that n-gga he made it up
play with the gang, k hit his face up
(?) a day, this sh-t ain’t made up
five racks on his head if he wanna play, yeah
(?) the gang, but i’m gon’ play
i poured an eighth, i pour a lake up
i’m smoking gas, yeah, i pour up codeine
i be shooting sh-t, n-gga, my name’s ginóbili
hoe said she love me, but she don’t even know me
i’m in the trap, n-gga, i gotta go man
three rat hoes, n-gga, all off the c0ke, man
i’ve got that prada, it’s all on the coat, man
he think he know me, he know i’ma blow it
just like a hoe, you know i ain’t going
lil’ -ss rich n-gga, yeah it’s snowing
went up to his spot, yeah, he get to pouring
big -ss (?) stick, it get to blowing
you just (?), and he ain’t know it
tryna juug me, n-gga, i ain’t going
you know i’ve got these bins, and these b-tches going
said he got the pins, but these b-tches ain’t hitting
big -ss rocket, n-gga it’s hitting
call up twinuzis, you know he ain’t missing
wet a n-gga block, it’s all like a playground
we got the sticks, boy don’t play ’round
went on his block, merry-go-round
big mp7 with a drum, hundred rounds

[verse 2: popstarcal]
up in the lot, this sh-t ain’t cool
where that lil’ party? turn to a pool
lil’ push to start, act like a fool
lil’ bad hoe, know that i’m rude
counting these racks, thumb a lil’ mood
lil’ kan got the fye, he made that hoe move
f-ck your lil’ talk, hit a n-gga cool
this slayworld soldier will take off your roof
i’m f-cked up, the last four digits gotta add up
don’t do no pat-downs, know the whole gang got strapped up
in the uber-xl, f-ck a lil’ hoe in the black truck
had the racks on me, had to see that i should chose up
had the fye on me, that’s the same reason he froze up
i’ma sip wokesha, sh-t always got me going up

- kankan

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