letra de *poh - kidkwamee
got a couple guns
shoot them guns for fun
shoot a nigha down,watch that nigha
why these niggas run?
boy these nighas scary
pop a nigga open,i ain’t talking bout a cherry
smokin flame,you can get flame
no it’s not a thing
got this thing,imma let it bang
bullets to your brain 2
pistols b-tch i’m max payne,yeah i bring the pain
got the mac on my f-ckin hip and i let it hang
got a ruger shoot to your madula
b-tch it’s gonna do ya
i’ll wake you up but i ain’t no rooster
b-tch i am a shooter
shooting bullets to your whole body
now you got a tumor
sippin’ codeine, that purple lean
but i ain’t no future
open a bottle up got me movin’ so slow
got them bricks from the truck
got them bricks up on a boat
i use to move them rocks, i don’t do that no more
i had bricks in the wall, and the bricks up in the door
all these niggas fool, all these niggas fake, i’ll shake you up like a milkshake
let a nigga try me you gone die today
if he go to heaven he gone fly today
gotta couple poles and he never shine
but his b-tch -ss better not try today
i be gettin’ money like the lottery
b-tch i’m charged up like a battery
got hella guap, got hella fans
you know i’m a celebrity
you niggas is not on my level
these niggas is dirty boy i need a shovel
toting on the metal
and i just bought a bezzle
why you talkin’ all on twitter?
better be careful
if yo -ss hating now you elevating
have to shoot the niggas how they -ss hatin’
b-tch i eat my food eat my macoroni eat my f-ckin’ chicken and my f-ckin’ bacon
when i walk past, have the niggas shakin’
b-tch i got a glock, so my -ss is taken
i was right there , you was right there
you was with a gun so yo -ss was faking
pull up to the cemetery
pull up where the opps at
when i pull up on they block ima turn up to a opp head
shooting niggas i’m with that
that guap, i did that
yes, i got a big mac so yo -ss better get back
pull up with the 30 shot
i flex do that a lot
pull up in a foreign car
leave marks in the parking lot
go inside the grocery store gotta lot of shit in my shopping cart
niggas talkin’ that bullshit but i’ll pop they -ss like a pop tart
let’s get it
letras aleatórias
- letra de jesus, lover of my soul by edwin hawkins - edwin hawkins
- letra de cheetos - doughboy oktober
- letra de die goldene mitte - kern
- letra de stand your ground - genocide ft. teva valentine
- letra de naggin' part ii - ying yang twins
- letra de icarus - synthetic epiphany
- letra de lead the way - ant banks
- letra de never - christian leave
- letra de you & me fake - bassnectar
- letra de trip - ethereal