letra de srt8 jeep - kcmoney
[intro: vonoff1700]
(double0)
mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
free my hood, n-gga, f-ck your hood, n-gga
free my hood, n-gga, f-ck your hood, n-gga (sh-t, okay)
[verse 1: vonoff1700]
n-gga, we let them know we was comin’, they thought it was sweet, we jumped out a straight-eight jeep (n-gga)
all of the opps wanna talk, i don’t wanna walk, just drop a location and meet
he jumped off the porch and ended up right in the casket, he ain’t know sh-t ’bout the beef (dumb ass)
i’m bored as f-ck, we kicked out most of the opps, so i’m finna shoot at the b (n-gga)
caught him in traffic, he tried to get out the v, left his ass in the middle of the street (dumb ass)
that n-gga been lost his brother, he ain’t on sh-t, he ain’t even tryna catch him a b
boy, you better your head, you ain’t heard about the last n-gga f-ckin’ with me? (the f-ck?)
the last n-gga popped up dead with shots to the head, curled up under a tree (dead ass)
i’m in the field, no cleats, outside this lil’ n-gga house late night like a creep (what?)
i’m on his ass, no sleep, the first n-gga walk out this door get knocked off his feet
i’m in the field, no cleats, outside this lil’ n-gga house late night like a creep
i’m on his ass, no sleep, the first n-gga walk out the door get knocked off his feet (you know that)
[verse 2: kcmoney]
we outside with them sticks, we tryna catch a n-gga, we ain’t preyin’ on the weak (yeah)
bounce out on him, i’ll show what’s up, now i’m fast, you thought he had on cleats (what?)
still up in that same jeep when we caught shorty on state
left off a hundred shots, f-cked shorty up, we hit him all in his face (ha, yeah, yeah)
it’s free my shorty, f-ck the state (dead-ass n-gga), and it’s forever f-ck the snakes (on my brother)
‘member slidin’ in the ‘lac (what?) tryna put a n-gga in his place (on my brother)
might be out west with lil corey (you know it) with arps and micro dracs (what?)
n-ggas terrified of my crowd ’cause we get n-ggas out the way (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
sn-tched his scat, he wanna buy it back, i tax him, three k
your twin dead, go pick him, might go p-ss up on his grave (dead-ass n-gga)
[outro: kcmoney]
yeah, might go p-ss up on his grave
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