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letra de guitar hero - keadrean

[intro: keadrean]
aah, aah
rotgang sh-t, rotgang, sh-t, uh (venexxi)

[verse 1: keadrean]
you know how that sh-t go, i know how that sh-t go
don’t want no f-ckin’ crypto, i need a check with h-lla o’s
you steady’ tryna get hoes, i’m thinkin’ ’bout my next clothes
i’m steady screamin’ “marcio”, while i’m eatin’ shrooms like mario
rock out like guitar hero, i’m higher than a ceo
you get on stage, we b-o-o, i hop off stage and beat up hoes
my momma used to beat up hoes, his daddy can collect the soul
this draco walkin’ on his own, she suck me like a saxophone
you love that thot, to each his own
need weed too loud like speakerphone
ridin’ rot wave, skull and bones
these n-gga 12 like sherlock holmes
b-tch, i been fresh since jumbie jones
this molly hit like jumbo jones
i don’t write sh-t, this not a poem
you don’t suck d-ck, i’m goin’ home
m-a-r-c-i-o-g-a-n-g, this sh-t [?]
all these n-ggas b-tches, p-ssies, sissies, y’all are not convincin’
number (n)ine, balenci’, number (n)ine, balenci’-enci’-enci’-enci’
i’m so f-ckin’ gone but i am not missing
[verse 2: swerzie]
hit after another, i can’t stop missin’
just took a bean with my b-tch, now we can’t kissin’ (i did that)
and i’m from chat’, in my city, they can’t stop dissin’
just bought his b-tch somethin’ he can’t, now he can’t stop b-tchin (uh)
magazine equipped like i’m invader, blastin’ at you haters
b-tch, you know i’m grindin’ independent, but i’m not a skater
told that b-tch to sit down, shut the f-ck up, count my f-ckin’ paper
that b-tch steady choosin’ on the gang and you still f-ckin’ date her
get it? because i’m a bean popper, i’m a niemann shopper
seen yo’ chain in person, green copper, that sh-t three d-mn dollars
i ain’t fight no hoes that speak proper ‘less they demon toppers
said he want the beef like meat whoppers, now my demons on him
i take out a couple bands when i’m in [?], please tell these rappers to hop off a [?]
i’m finna go [?], they hit like a [?], i’m finna walk up in this b-tch [?]
marciorotten, i ride for my soldiers, if anyone try me, they gettin’ ran over
they tryna find out how the f-ck [?]
i don’t wanna hear if it ain’t ’bout the rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten
i know that these motherf-ckers be plottin’
these rappers just like my b-tch, they gossip
these rappers just like my hoes, yeah, they fake
he tryna cross me now he in the waste, b-tch

[outro: swerzie]
i don’t wanna hear if it ain’t ’bout the rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten, and rotten
look-look, b-tch

- keadrean

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