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letra de resurrect - ken rebel

[intro]
w-ssup baby, its the mother f-cking rebel
i’m here with my n-gga vic’k
i got jedi editing, this track right now you know what i mean
you know how we rebels move, we move in silence baby
too, not too much talking, just action
you know what i’m saying
my momma told me to tell y’all this sh-t though

[verse 1: ken rebel]
man, i said f-ck all of my haters
labels reaching my danger
and big vic’k carry that banger
and if he spray you’re in my prayers
young n-gga got a real bad att-tude
with grat-tude, i’m blasting you
cause casualties, so casual, in the hood no snitching, no asking who
got labels calling my jack, and i’m only 18
so by the time i’m 23 i’ll have a presidential rolex in the crib of my jewels
middle finger to the school, and society
which n-gga gotta live ????, rich n-gga gotta sell his own property
one eye, n-gga watching me
huhhhh

[hook: ken rebel]
n-ggas don’t know, we might move with that 4 (baby don’t)
got a few haters, cl1ck clack, cl1ck clack, bang bang
might end on your door (baby don’t)
huh, n-ggas don’t know, we might move with that wesson (baby don’t)
my presence is a blessing, and my rebels ?? like felons

[verse 2: big vic’k]
got these b-tches up on my d-ck
n-ggas hating on me and sh-t
boy, that whootie juice got my lit
black four five, i keep on my hip
n-gga don’t trip or get lit like a bic
for running your mouth, we running yo sh-t
we duck tape your mom, we smacking your kids
the regular sh-t, the life that i live
(hannnnn)
so what it is, pop up where you live
a hundred goon n-ggas, we bugging and sh-t
the man day respect, while we running yo sh-t
these n-ggas is lips only cause of they b-tch
i’m k!lling these dogs, but i’m no michael vick
she running her mouth, we k!lling yo b-tch

[hook]

[verse 3: ken rebel & big vic’k]
b-tch i’m disrespectful, vic’k show a n-gga what the tech do
young n-gga got no ???? doo, sh-t on the game like restroom
gold watch, gold chain, gold glock, blow brain
resurrecting with ammo, bape camo like rambo
n-ggas better watch they back
move cocaine and crack
goonies might spray that gat, let a n-gga act up, leave that n-gga all black
hannnk
put the grip to your head, then i make yo b-tch put her lips to my head
you ain’t getting no head, spitting homicide so you n-ggas is dead

[outro]
baby don’t (x3)
baby don’t ????, you know

- ken rebel

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