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letra de fwm - king iso

[verse 1]
i’m the best out, case in point
you the type of n-gg- that’d catch a case and point
that sh-ll catcha-catch a case when i aim and point
after i auto rotation, get in, case the joint
i’ll blaze the joint, then afterwards, blaze a joint
they wanna send me to the joint like they made to oink
but i be strapped, pants sagging
they call me a bad transaction
because i move they avoid
i make a point to make folks make appointments
i’m a boss spinning in the cheddar, thank the voice
i debo these hoes like make a choice
and gero these foes, you ain’t making noise
impale ya hoe with a joystick and take her joint
stack bread all in my chips, game ahoy
i got a strap on my pelvis, i ain’t naked boy
i son n-gg-s like melvin, baby boy
i live by two words: create, destroy
f-ck yo hood, troops that you can’t deploy
n-gg-s lie about work ’cause they ain’t employed
high and sp-cing off like mega joint
b-tches fish and sh-t but they ain’t a koi
this sh-t don’t make no sense like i ate a coin
you lie like you caked up but i’ll take ya b-tches cakes
and grab them sh-ts and make her moist
leave a n-gg- super salty like he drank some soy (sauce you)
i’m super shady like i hang with royce (marshall)
i need a drink ’cause i stay annoyed (barstool)
i play god so you can’t rejoice (awful)
you f-cking with a n-gg- that’ll go to war with you
white flags i’ll make you hoist (off you)
fade a n-gg- like pro tools, ’cause i’m so cruel with those tools
better save ya voice
iso n-gg-

[hook]
i don’t know why n-gg-s always hating on me
homie i’m too busy getting paper
i told you n-gg-s ain’t n-body f-cking with me
tell ’em fall back, see you later
i been on the road putting on, getting blown
show me love, you a hater
some of you n-gg-s blowing up my celly
if it ain’t about the money i’ma hang up
and if a n-gg- really wanna get into it
you can tell them p-ssy n-gg-s come and get me
i’m getting sick and tired of me telling all you hating n-gg-s ain’t n-body f-cking with me
and if the n-gg-s really wanna get into it
you can tell these p-ssy n-gg-s come and get me
i’m getting sick and tired of me telling all you hating n-gg-s ain’t n-body f-cking with me

[verse 2]
i be with the b-dogs and locs
i ain’t with the peace talk and smoke
keep a revolver close
hungry enough to come and leap off ya toes
negative energy what y’all feed off the most
n-gg-s think y’all would know
to be smart, but he’s off the lean, off the dro
plus a pill, he’s a r-t-rd for sho’
street smarts is gon’ leave him in the street
like he’s orange cones, when i spin ’em like a revolving door
giant firin’, be off the fo’
cannibal but ballistic feed off my foes
back then i used to beat off to hoes
now these b-tches eat off my toes
and they clean all my clothes
i don’t see y’all at shows
local sh-t is over with, i’m hopin’ n-gg-s notice n-gg-s, we on the road
he often told you that he’s a renegade like em and jay
but now i’m sippin’ lemonade, beyonce knowles
when i’m rocking in yo city, bring all the hoes
t-tties like the government, they be all exposed
i be k!lling everybody, these songs are go
with three sixteens unless steve austin knows
it don’t matter written it can be off the dome
hoping that ya baby mamas leave y’all at home
brainsick made it ’cause we all with yours
let me quit flexing, i’ma leave y’all alone
i am the one like keanu’s foe
y’all are p-ss-es like keanu, woah
you peon, i am beyond you bro
beef with me and you’ll be on the floor
why is this the speed that all you flow?
shoot you; f-ck you finna argue for?
son you like sun tzu, no art of war
n-gg-s really wanna beef ’til i shoot ’til there are no more
brain…

- king iso

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