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letra de double trouble - killkloud

double trouble lyrics
[intro]
hey, wheres rolo?
kloud finna turn this sh-t up

[verse 1]
i-i got twin glocks, now you got double trouble(bow)
i also got hands incase you wanna rumble(do do do)
oh you think you the sh-t, keep on saying you hot
don’t try that sh-t with me , cause i promise that you gone get shot
sippin on lean cause i love how it taste(aye)
and i pop a few percs smoke a blunt that was laced(gang)
and i don’t need a girl, b-tch get out out my face
and i promise that when i drop bodies
i don’t leave a trace(gang gang gang)
i’m only fourteen and i’m making that bank
he get hit with the choppa it make his heart sank(bow)
see me and my shooters , we don’t ever miss
we gon pop thesе rounds off at your body
get blood on your fit(gang gang gang)
can’t hang with my crew cause you n-ggas is lamе(aye)
you a p-ssy ass n-ggas yea we ain’t the same(bow)
get punched in the face if you look at me funny
put a round in your chest and you’ll live if you lucky(gang gang gang)

[verse 2]
we gone spin that boy block, and then pop him
my glock gone drop him
try to run, but my bullet gon stop him
pop out at your party , and leave with a body
shoot n-ggas for fun and n0body can stop me(gang gang gang)
they copy my flow like its follow the leader
“can you teach me to rap” , do i look like a teacher
if you want a hit better do it yourself
imma tell you right now i ain’t givin you help
got wock in my cup , yea i sip purple rain
and i got addict problems, drugs f-cking my brain(gang gang gang)
and yall talk all that smack , and you don’t even know me
but see i’m in my bag so f-ck you and yo homie
see i ain’t afraid to do time in a cell
if you f-ck up my mood imma send you to h-ll
yea i got twin glocks bullet go to your brain(gang)
you don’t know who you testing , lil boy i’m insane(gang gang gang)
i’m making things happen while you still a dreamer
can’t stop spitting bars , i can’t take any breathers
boys say they in trouble , be there on the double
imma pop at the opps , and the leave they ass puzzled
got hoes left and right, and they blowin me kisses
but i’m by myself, kloud don’t need a misses
i don’t want your ass , so go clean some dishes
your p-ssy is ass , and it smell like some fishes(gang gang gang)
[verse 3]
no gang , you ain’t nothing but rats(aye)
you’ll get stomped like a mat , you annoying like gnats(gang)
and you look like a b-tch with them silly ass tats
see i’m spittin facts , i’m saying just look how you act
got money , i been making racks
i got what you lack , she cute but that b-tch way to fat(aye)
i heard your new track it was ass(gang)
more boring than class
just throw your whole mic in the trash(gang gang gang)
send shots so you n-ggas can’t touch me
that b-tch wanna f-ck me , i’ll give her a chance if she lucky
you acting like we got a problem
my glock is gone solve em
gon shoot that boy down and the rob him
you got no girls cause you dusty
i know your breath musty , you looking a lil extra crusty
no friends cause i know that they phony
they act like they know me
i tell em that they can just blow me(gang gang gang)

- killkloud

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