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letra de i'm going pro - kevjumba & zooty

i’m going pro lyrics
[intro]
ey ey, yeah yeah yeah
ey ey, yeah

[verse 1]
when you see me, you better run
i’m bringing guns, and flashes and mollies
get in my way and i might catch a body
know i don’t shot, that sh-t sloppy
got me out lookin’ for someone to stop me
i’m having fun
i’m dropping funds, and daggers on bodies
all you my sons, and need a new hobby
homie you done, you quittin’ the lobby and tellin’ you mommy
liu kang bruce wayne i’m dangerous
i go tap tap tap, and you savin’
i don’t r-r-rat, i’m impatient
i go fast even when i’m on sage
said please please, don’t police me
i’mma peek when i please, b
when i pop off, it looks easy
got ’em blammin’ ’em pcs

[verse 2]
whoa, it ain’t addin’ up
they can’t type /ff fast enough
i won’t tie, just go bag it up
boy, i swear they ain’t down bad enough
when i slide, i’ll rack it up
don’t take no breaks when the act is up
know pros don’t fake but you actin’ tough
if you talk that sh-t, better back it up, boy
[spoken interlude]
focus up, okay?

[verse 3]
d-mn, i got this sh-t little boy, i’m the man
i hit the queue when we all start to dance
we in the lobby, my party’s insane
bam bam, my sheriff goin’ in
f-ck a right cl!ck, hit the head show my skin
we be goin’ mental, but your mental wearin’ thin
i’m just so much better like where do i begin?
bam bam, my vandal goin’ pro
you’re playin’ checkers, well i’m playin’ go
i spread my boys out and then we take hold
we make an army and you’re just a troll
bam bam, i feel like shahzam
f-ck the right cl!ck, nerf the classic like d-mn
first round on pistol, they jumping like hams
riot i love you, please hear what i’m sayin’…

[spoken interlude]
riot for real, nerf the right cl!ck on the classic
the gun should not be free, like literally free?
you get full util, light armor
and people jump around with the classic like monkey brains
-monkey whooping and gunshots-

[verse 4]
i look like mustard to the salt and pepper soldiers
it’s what they told us, but we the ones with the controllers
b-tch we on another level been ahead of you
got that prada on my body, i rock fendi too
baby send it thru, sippin’ henny any proof
they don’t wanna see me pull up on a bentley coupe
don’t bring your past, don’t pack your baggage
y’all get the stash and take time to pass it
you keepin’ secrets and bringin’ ’em to the casket
humbling reactions, fumble it with the fractions
how you gon’ roll over for nothin’ but distractions

- kevjumba zooty

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