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letra de ain't know - kshordy

[intro: kshordy]
(d-mn, spancy)
i know some n-ggas

[chorus: kshordy]
i know some n-ggas who rappin’ i wanna see under my shoe (sh-t, i got a few)
your favorite rapper a b-tch and he p-ssy but ain’t nothin’ new (boy, that ain’t nothin’ new)
i went to jail but i got it on bail ’cause i knew what i knew
show you my cell if you think i’ma tell, boy, i’ll take it to h-ll ‘fore i give out a clue (rrrah, rrrah)
i got the drop already, just tryna see what i’ma should do (how i’ma play it)
you know when i catch him’ it’s gon’ be a hit, i’m a knock off his crew (i’ma hop out and spray it)
i ain’t no rapper, i stand for the streets all the way to the booth
me and my n-gga was spinnin’ on sh-t every day ’cause we ain’t have sh-t else to do (rrrah, rrrah)

[verse 1: kshordy]
ain’t got no money, this sh-t gettin’ ugly, i’m down on my d-ck (boy, i’m down on my d-ck)
i ain’t got sh-t but a glock and a stolo that’s hot as a b-tch (boy, it’s hot as a b-tch)
k!lling ain’t makin’ no money, boy, i gotta start me a l!ck
p-ssy ass n-gga bе up tryna fake, boy, i put that sh-t up to his neck, all he saw was thе bl!ck (rrrah, rrrah)
wanna go back to yo’ family tonight, boy, give me that sh-t (n-gga, give me that sh-t)
i ain’t gonna hesitate to murder your life, all i want is the kicks (all i want is the kicks)
i see your neck lookin’ full, by the way, all i want is the wrist
you try to buck, leave me stuck in this b-tch, boy you better not fence, i’ma go in your sh-t (rrrah, rrrah)
go in the back, i’m stay in the here with ‘crack, go get whatever left (go get whatever left)
i ain’t felt bad after robbin’ them n-ggas, i knew how it felt (boy, i knew how it felt)
i ain’t ever worry ’bout a n-gga gettin’ back ’cause i knew how to step
only one n-gga had got in the way, sh-t, all i can say is he’s dealing with death
[chorus: kshordy]
i know some n-ggas who rappin’ i wanna see under my shoe (sh-t, i got a few)
your favorite rapper a b-tch and he p-ssy but ain’t nothin’ new (boy, that ain’t nothin’ new)
i went to jail but i got it on bail ’cause i knew what i knew
show you my cell if you think i’ma tell, boy, i’ll take it to h-ll ‘fore i give out a clue (rrrah, rrrah)
i got the drop already, just tryna see what i’ma should do (how i’ma play it)
you know when i catch him’ it’s gon’ be a hit, i’m a knock off his crew (i’ma hop out and spray it)
i ain’t no rapper, i stand for the streets all the way to the booth
me and my n-gga was spinnin’ on sh-t every day ’cause we ain’t have sh-t else to do (rrrah, rrrah)

[verse 2: rico osama]
i ain’t gotta say it, kshordy know i’ma get him, i’m rushin’ soon as i get lo’
callin’ me p-ssy but n-gga be runnin’ and hiddin’ and lyin’ these n-ggas be hoes
clear out games be bootin’, he tweakin’ on the the net like, f-ck it, put two in his throat
all of my n-ggas be ready, i put on my steppa ’cause, n-gga, it’s time to sco’
ain’t no drive-bys, b-tch, i’m jumpin’ out, i run him down and hit him five times
boy, these n-ggas cat, they don’t die, they got nine lives
drillin’ be my hobby, i ain’t gon’ stop until they all die
boy, these n-ggas goofies, ain’t get back when they dawg died
you want beef with me come beef with me, i’ll show you how i get
got this bl!cky in my hand when i shoot somebody get hit
b-tch, my gun got corona, it’s contagious, this b-tch sick
hit quick to catch a hat, like posion ivy, b-tch, i itch (d-mn, spancy)
do whatever ’bout that cho’, i’m takin’ risks, just to get rich
we all we got came on the map, ain’t no old flows now, b-tch, we lit
and my opps can’t run away the fat tubby, b-tch, we fit
and i heard them boys was tender, b-tch, keep thinkin’ we tot d-ck
up the sco’, now they cryin’, bruh, you should’ve had yo’ bl!ck
and i think he had a pamper on, he stinky, smell like sh-t
stir a n-gga ass up, whip a n-gga just like grits
i took his b-tch, she wanna f-ck me but her p-ssy smell like fish
i’ma run a n-gga down in some reeboks
oh, you want a perk for the ten, b-tch, it’s re rock
all them p-ssy n-ggas took the stand, guess what, we not
k!ll him, bruh, don’t send his ass to sans, on bro, he not

- kshordy

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