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letra de bars - king louie

[intro]
turn up (chief, chief)
burn up (loud, loud)
man up (what)
band up (what)

[verse]
i got my cooker on me
don’t make me cook it homie
yeah i f-cked yo’ b-tch, and yo’ little sister on me
i just met the b-tch, she acting like she know me
first i touch the water, then chill with me roadie
anti-f-ckboy tell ’em free my brodie
i’m smoking dope boy, call it zach and cody
the loudest pack and codeine
b-tch i’m ballin’ six rings
i got the hardest 16’s
mubu bands 816
i got the juice you rahiem
leave you wacked on the scene
big -ss clips like a movie, i just might let off a scene
sh-t i let off 15, and i still got 16
b-tch i’m king, i’m supreme
yeah i’m good like protein
and ballin’ rogaine
and my ex my ex b-tch, cause she was f-cking no names
and that ain’t cool, that sh-t lame
that sh-t cray, ye’ and jay
my new b-tch call me bae
and i be calling her b-tches
she be rolling my swishas
sometime she hold my pistol
and i’m fly as a missle
well me i’m offcial, and they artificial
make me load magazines, and make sure you get yo’ issue
these n-ggas funny they tickle
i get money, get b-tches
do some shows, do some features
pour some purple, smoke reffa
mubu l’s for the reapa’
i go ham my flow eat ya’
i got the potion, no beaka’
that’ll go in yo’ speaka’
yo’ ho look like a keepa’, i just wanna d-ck feed her
give her back when i’m finished
smoke a pack till i’m finished
r.i.p to the fallen, m.o.b hold no fallen
i be love-not-at-all’in
hear these f-ck n-ggas talkin’, but the money keep callin’
and my gang mubu, we addicted to ballin’
i’m addicted to dope, i’m addicted to shrimp
my b-tches think i’m pimp, so i think i’m a pimp
i’m a mac bite my apple, i hang with tickets no raffel
im such a f-cking boss, i should have a statue
and since i’m the king i’m ’bout to get me a castle
and i don’t fight at all, i got a semi that wrestle
and yo b-tch gave me dome, i told her give me that -ss too
talkin’ ’bout i’m a boss
wanna get on a song go tell them how much i cost
i reak of dope at my meetings, and i get paid for greetings
got them gooines at parties, shoot up sh-t before leavin’
leave you bleedin’, no breathin’
b-tch i’m eating still cravin’
no longer foucsed on millions, i’m trynna build up like j-pad
b-tch real as no faking, maserati we rakin’
smokin’ dope, my eyes asian
i’m so high in the clouds, everydays a vaction
n-ggas say they get money, spend heavy rotation
i be medicain tastin’, stupid gas what i’m facing
b-tches smoke like i laced it
we could f-ck if they bad, they suckin’ d-ck if they basic
tell sercuity they b-tches don’t give a f-ck cause i’m wasted
catch me louie dark shaded, baning up call it made it
washed up n-ggas is faded, i’m with yo b-tch getting jay’ded
i just write it and lay it, get it out and they play it
n-ggas leave me alone and find somebody to play wit’

- king louie

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