letra de arguing, pt. 2 - krispylife kidd
[intro: krispylife kidd & (rio da yung og)]
(rich)
yeah, n-gga
mannn
rio
(what up)
what the f-ck we doin’?
(everything n-gga)
(it’s with a k, dumbass)
(turn up rich)
[krispylife kidd]
i’ll put some bread, a n-gga like me won’t get touched
i just f-cked a bad b-tch, in some all black buffs
how you in your feelings over a n-gga that’s catching the bus?
yeah i’m off 2 percs, i’m feeling the rush
$550 for my m-th-f-ckin’ coat
you’ll think a n-gga scamming, b-tch i ain’t hit no road
[?] good in my pocket, i got a loaf
you ain’t never got no real chicken, boy you broke
[rio da yung og]
22 hun’ ain’t sh-t, that’s just a bulk
33 racks ain’t nothin’, that’s just a brick of coke
i’ll sprinkle red on some [?] and watch it grow
i stay in the ‘burbs, i ain’t even got to lock the door
got into it with a b-tch, and whipped the glock out
left the dope game and start rappin’, i’m a dropout
gave ghost the drac’ now he want beef, i brought the [?] out
you don’t own sh-t, you left your b-tch, and all she threw was socks out
[krispylife kidd]
only time you f-ck a bad b-tch, is when you trickin’
last n-gga spoke on g, that n-gga came up missing
last b-tch stoke from me, caught a bullet to the titty
you can keep your 30 rounds, boy i’m totin’ on a 50
[rio da yung og]
you can keep your smith & wesson, this a glock 30
i took a bubble bath today, but my pop dirty
kept the rollie on in the shower, cause my watch dirty
pull up on the opps, and drop 30 out a dodge journey
[krispylife kidd]
been in a different bag, but not no purses
cashed out on a jesus piece, but i do not do churches
b-tch on facebook talkin’, but i do not do lurkin’
pour a [?] in my cup, but i do not be [?]
[rio da yung og]
my b-tch shake the bag, not her ass, she do not be twerkin’
i act just like this with every b-tch, i do not be flirtin’
caught a n-gga leavin’ mr. alan’s, he got popped on [?]
[?], i stood there and watched dawg drop on thursday
[krispylife kidd]
caused a scene at mcdonald’s, i do not like pickles
glock kiss him in the cheek, i hope his b-tch like dimples
tried to slap that b-tch in the club, but i missed her
[?] the way he cough, he think he had that sickness
[rio da yung og]
feds tryna fl!ck it up with me, i do not take pictures
cooked the 12 piece extra hard, i did not make chicken
[?] of the e, he been up for like 5 days trippin’
house big as f-ck, ain’t no garage, our driveway’s different
[krispylife kidd]
go to kidd b-tch, i know you heard about me
pop a n-gga, and then go and write a verse about it
turn your mans into a r.i.p song, and write a verse about him
i need at least $550 to get a verse up out me
[rio da yung og]
i need at least 5 racks to spit a hook out
brodie got a brick, i got a brick, let’s have a cookout
just paid up to sit at the corner, he the lookout
f-cked 200 hoes in 1 summer, and write a book ’bout it
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- letra de fix somebody - new rules
- letra de your world will fail - les friction
- letra de so wild - bandgang lonnie bands
- letra de peace of mind - jay or
- letra de say you'll be there (junior's main pass) - spice girls
- letra de siema - bonson
- letra de sixteen candles - chase schweitzer
- letra de into the light - jonny lang
- letra de a city without gates (shahre bi darvaze) - king raam