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letra de whats good? - kurupt tha killa

[intro: swizz beatz]
woo
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[pre-chorus: swizz beatz]
they keep talkin’ but i’m steady hustlin’ (woo)
they keep talkin’ but i’m steady hustlin’ (woo)
they gon’ talk but i’m steady hustlin’ (woo)
ain’t got time but i’m steady up, and (woo)

[chorus: swizz beatz]
i’m ’bout that, ’bout that
yeah, i’m ’bout that, ’bout that (woo)
yeah, i’m ’bout that, ’bout that
yeah, i’m ’bout that, ’bout that (woo)
you ain’t ’bout that, ’bout that
you ain’t ’bout that, ’bout that (woo)
you ain’t ’bout that, ’bout that (nah, you ain’t motherf-ckin’)
you ain’t ’bout that, ’bout that

[verse 1: ybn cordae & swizz beatz]
yeah, uh
i just spent 10 thousand on a new fit (woo), uh
everything i’m wearin’ so exclusive (woo), uh
i fly your b-tch out, take a new trip (woo), uh
mike amiri denim, that’s that new drip (woo), uh
always first class, when i touch down (woo), uh
got my first check, cop the buss down (woo), uh
i used to care but i don’t give a f-ck now (woo), uh
my n-ggas like to boss ’rounds, i done had enough now, uh
landed in miami, they treat me like dan marino (woo), uh
50 bands ain’t nothin’ i lost it at the casino (woo), uh
my b-tch bad but i flew her back to puerto rico (woo), uh
’cause she was actin’ way too childish, word to gambino (woo), uh
a hunnid bands is chump change you can find in a drawer (woo)
picture back the to last year, i drove a honda accord (woo), uh
that’s the type of car that a single mom could afford (woo)
now i’m just here chillin’ in the arm of the lord and sayin’

[verse 2: kurupt tha k!lla]
yo, see there’s word on the street
kurupt spittin that heat
ybn gon’ k!ll beats, hold up please take a seat
cause i’ve been changing lives like every single day
on the road passin puffies’ how much more can i say?
i’m in a country every month with my girl, she right next to me
yeh i smoke g’s, red cup sipppin hennessy
and i can’t trust no l-st, i’m livin better g
yeh i said f-ck some friends, they all enemies
frinemies, on my back now dont skip hop
drip drop, flip flop, this the new hip-hop
i get guap, it goes on and on
alchemist on this song, cause my will too strong
i hold it down for my city, it goes akl
if i dont blow now, imma raise some h-ll
and i won’t fall down, cause i raise my tail
considered 187, cause this beat i k!ll

[verse 3: ybn cordae & kurupt tha k!lla]
came in the game with a chip on my shoulder (woo)
say this sh-t gon’ be crazy when a n-gga is older (woo)
yeah we hop out the bentley and we switch to the rover (woo)
but i’m still the same n-gga, like jigga and hova (woo)
man, g’s say they ’bout, i doubt it, this get rerouted (woo)
’cause usually the brokest the loudest and movin’ crowded (woo)
lil’ money n-ggas, they wear designer the proudest (woo)
straight work the whole bill but wear the same f-ckin’ outfit, like woo
i don’t really think you b-tches feelin’ me (woo)
got some money, n-ggas transform like k!llah b (woo)
rappin’ like i’m on my third album, this the trilogy (woo)
why these motherf-ckers show love, so unwillingly (woo)
pause
had to take the industry for ransom (woo)
hit up kc, said my g send the anthem (woo)
traphone buzzin’, motherf-cker that’s the samsung (woo)
they just talking ’bout me ’cause i’m young, rich and handsome (woo)

[bridge: swizz beatz]
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
god d-mn

- kurupt tha killa

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