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letra de al capone - klvid

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[intro]
klvid

[verse 1]
n-gg’ f-ck school f-ck college !
16 got the juice and the knowledge
big racks money talk still not rich
fill blanks in your tracks with “imma bitx”
imma eat her thing like a moroccan dish
then hole that b-tch with my swordfish
give no flying f-cks i’m a selfish
f-ck a snitch, live in peace that’s my only wish

call the feds homie i will k!ll a man
100k on ig i don’t call em fans
sh-t on these feats ,they all scams
exams , bigger plans , you may have a chance

f-ck any loser any hater
fat , ugly,mad! i’m still greater
bus is bus n-gg’ call me later
they’ll know who the chef ,who thewaiter

[verse 2]
call me al,boss not my real name
mongols nation we the real game
get off these lanes, you’ll feel the pain
f-ck all these gangs we don’t act the same
f-ck all schools f-ck teachers
f-ck any challenger who doesn’t know my features
1.3.1.2 i’m an outlaw
1%ers saw all kinds of creatures

[verse 3]
wanna get paid & get laid
they all know who’s the one self made
life’s a game, satan gave me sheet codes
made a trade, played got the first grade

f-ck bullsh-t that’s straight facts
spent my whole money on donald’s bigmacs
now i think that time has ended up
al rossi , shifting gears on disstracks

f-ck respect i want big racks
big bottles ,hit the throttle & big backs
don’t take me as an example
as long as i don’t got them six packs

crashed many times and still mad
230 on the the road never felt bad
not afraid , can do it all as a prospect
a passion & a goal is all i ever had
[chorus]
bro i need the bag then la
sh-t it seems so simple
i ain’t praying every day
nor heisting w pistol
i don’t want f-cking rentals
going crazy i’m a mental
all i need is 10 mil
an instrumental & a pencil

[verse 4]
been doing sh-t my way ,living peace on the highways
i ain’t afraid to f-ck you up ,don’t come at me sideways
wrote my name on the driveways
i’m as cold but i outrage
just here for the dollers
for y’all , put me upstage

call me al capone in mid-age
smoking people not big blunts
just me , jalal , hamza
planning to blowup all at once

can’t drink i do it backstage
we blew up on my sp-ce
only need my double t3
to feel deeper than my age
[verse 5]
f-ck that imma dropout
first verse is a poke to the eye
second one is a knockout
no doubt, you got no clout
sucking ds for shootouts
all yo shots are f-cking airb-lls
shut yo mouth take a timeout
hungarian ,s-gang south

when i was four, rocks were my habit
never knew what digits were
had 2 shirts one jacket
we filled the fridge with fruit magnets
spoiled kid , get rid of what you sit on
you’re not a flexer you’re just a f-ggot
if you’re worldwide , i’m the planet
just like 8mile , call me rabbit

bars hard like my d-ck ,sh-t i’m going race mode
if i swing i won’t miss, n-gg’s call me kimbo
lame flow, beat slow, haters on a death row
will grow ,sh-t bro , aiming for the lambo

[outro]
boi , just a mic & a beat
and imma take all yall n-gg’s down
clown on the ground, n-gg’ is too weak
better stand, 2 more rounds

- klvid

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