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letra de im at yo crib ( xay3k remix) - katonclan

[intro]
i’m bout to [?] the track [?] spazzin’ off
srt [?]-
(ayo, xay)
yeah i’m finna dash it off
little einstein n-gga i’m finna blast off
be like a stripper club, i throw that cash off
just like a tissue these n-ggas be mad soft
you ain’t got a glock man lil’ n-gga that’s airsoft
i’m with yo b-tch [?] her hair soft
i’m at yo crib
[verse 1]
i’m at the parkin’ lot
i’m ’bout to pop a glock
ain’t gon’ be sarada
but i’ll go sakara
i’m ’bout to blow this b-tch up like i’m madara
ain’t gon’ be nagato
but i got [?] like i’m naruto
i just be reviving sh-t like kabuto
pull out the choppa i’m bout to go pop a ho
just like some clockwork i’m bout to rock a hoe
real n-gga i’m spazzin’ i’m not finna stop the flow
i’m ’bout to drop her off
shoot off the glocks while i’m poppin’ these f-ckin’ opps
dear or my honey you better just f-ckin’ knock
glock in the back and i’m finna just let it pop
feel like shin0bi i’m charging my chakara
no akatsuki but i feel like madara
that n-gga snitchin’ we bout to go pop him bruh’
he like a fence but there ain’t gon’ be hoppin’ bruh’
just f-cked yo’ b-tch and i’m ’bout to go drop her off
weird ass n-gga you say john hanc-ck
i-i got the choppa i’m but to pop ya’ block
pull out the glock and i shoot him right at his socks
eat the pineapple im feelin’ that tropical
pull out that choppa i’m bout to go pop a ho’
[?] i feel like nagato
still play wii sports i’m talkin’ carver pro
choppa extended it’s gon’ tell you adios
eating her hole up just like a cheerio
i get the credit yeah i get the kudos
shawty sit on my face i’m talkin’ sudo
bars outta’ sp-ce yeah they are from pluto
[?] on my face that’s nothin’ new bro
thought you escaped me but you didn’t
‘cuz i’m at yo’ crib
[verse 2]
1, 2, 3, 4
we pull out the glock and then knock at your door
and your girl at my house, she said she want more
if i don’t like you then your getting ignored
and the fire’s the only thing i’ve ever spit
got my ice on my wrist
now i’m dissin’ yo’ sh-t
if you come to my house with that old ass wig
you’ll be turning around with a busted lip
can’t do this sh-t
can’t do these things
‘cuz i’m a whole new industry
next time don’t f-ck with me ‘cuz i’ll pop out your house like ding, ding
i pull out the glock and then spray your whole house
sh-t goin’ round like a water spout
now i’m on the news and i’m getting clout
on your gravestone i’ma write clown
like r-e-t, a-r-d
what does that stand for
you but not me
(s) s-t-u, p-i-d
what does that stand for you but not me
spittin’ the fire i’m spittin’ the heat
and i’m not playin’ games knock you back wit’ that skeet
and i’m spittin’ for iron these bars ain’t for free
and your girl gettin’ wire while she on my sheets like
yeah
but you so mad
shawty in here while she shakin’ her ass
and i’m spittin’ the flames burn the beat right to ash
and there ain’t gon’ be clan n-gga it’s gon’ be clash
and i’m f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch while i’m countin’ up cash
glockie is finna send you to the past
and i’m at yo crib

- katonclan

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