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letra de boom bap goon rap - kyo itachi

[intro: ruste juxx/scratching]
hit ya with that boom bap
that beat basher — from brooklyn
i keep it b-c-c, official

[verse 1: ruste juxx]
heyyo, it’s k-a mafia, good fella g [cold]
that beat basher from brooklyn on beast mode
reload with that wha-wha-wha-wha-what!
no drama: your mama is a s-s-s-sl-t!
i never gave a f-ck and i doubt i ever will
so miss me with that bullsh-t, i’m tryin’ to keep it real
n-gga it’s bootcamp clik for motherf-ckin’ life
you’ll never find a true [?] in your motherf-ckin’ life
my n-gga sean price punch through school buses
i leave the tec-9 smokin’ when the tool [blusses]
a bl–dy m-ssacre – total turmoil
i put the mash on n-ggas when my temper boil
if i get heated then them heaters come out
n-ggas thought it was mazaradi fox the way i dumb out
but it’s ruste juxx – bk -ss-ssin
committing crime when it’s time for some action – what!

[hook: ruste juxx/scratching]
hit ya with that boom bap
that beat basher — from brooklyn
it’s bootcamp clik for motherf-ckin’ life

[verse 2: ruste juxx]
it go bang-bang-bo!
fire from the cannon
no witnesses, homie
whatchu not understandin’?
hit cha – hit cha – hit cha with that boom bap goon rap
split cha – split cha with that mossberg one clap
a done deal you can bet the city bank on it
these n-ggas buy [suuda] sh-tty stank on it
and i’m so so thorough keep my g to the sky
when i stomp through these streets got the heat by my side
and the city never sleep, keep one eye open
so watch what you say or get your f-ckin’ jaw broken
ruste juxx – k!ller cartel headhunter
never shoot you in your chest i’m a head-gunner
lock and load, watch the glock explode
one shot and your p-ssy -ss posse fold
it’s all good baby, don’t take it personal
off the top throw body slam earthin’ you

[hook: ruste juxx/scratching]
hit ya with that boom bap
that beat basher — from brooklyn
it’s bootcamp clik for motherf-ckin’ life

[verse 3: ruste juxx]
i’mma keep it simple and plain, f-ck a metaphor
you are the prey and i am the predator
cause if i’m the winner, guess what that makes you
now be ready to face off when i face you
young whipper-snapper
non official rapper
i’m like f-ck that n-gga name when i diss you rappers
my n-gga alcatraz strong-arm, steady n-ggas
my n-gga chucky grab machetes and confetti n-ggas
lock and load, watch the glock explode
one shot and your p-ssy -ss posse fold
it’s all good baby, don’t take it personal
off the top throw body slam earthin’ you

[hook: ruste juxx/scratching]
hit ya with that boom bap
that beat basher — from brooklyn
it’s bootcamp clik for motherf-ckin’ life

- kyo itachi

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