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letra de this the intro - kyzo kidd

[intro]
nah, nah, nah, nah
nah, nah, nah
woah, woah, baby where you go?
i done been here before
oh, woah

[verse 1]
she ain’t mine if she friendly
i was gonna buy your love but i bought the new bentley
my n-ggas be always out and they be ridin’ wit semi’s
put some money on yo’ head if you talkin’ out your chin piece
b-tch i feel like a milli’
when i walk in the building
that’s how you know i be winnin’
always knew i had it in me
if i stack a couple bags it’ll go to the ceiling
i don’t ever check the tags now cause there’s no point in it
yeah, jumpin’ out the jag now cause that’s what i’m spinnin’
and i know you n-ggas sad now cause y’all never did it
if i was down to my last, n-gga i’d let you get it
so why the f-ck you tryna bash me?
and baby let me come to you if i need
anything to make you comfortable for yo needs, oh
i could give a f-ck bout a n-gga who still hatin’
baby, i’ma pack up my bags and leave satan
yeah, this is my destiny
in the race for the cake, yeah
it ain’t no debate, yeah
i’ma be the best that ever did this
no, no, no, no, no
no, no, no
(ever did this, oh, oh, yeah)
(baby, i know, ooh, ooh, oh)
(i need it)
(i need, i need it)

hehe

[intro]
f-ck, what? (these n-ggas keep f-ckin’ playin’ wit’ me, actin’ like i can’t f-ckin’ rap, bro)
let’s go, uh, let’s go (like i ain’t come up off that sh-t regardless of what i’m doin’ now, bro)
let’s go
(c’mon bro, stop f-ckin’ playin’ wit’ me)
yeah
let’s go (whoo)
let’s go! (whoo!)
(that’s why this the f-ckin’ intro)

[verse 1]
now that i got yo attention, i need you to listen to me
let me explain myself
muhf-ckers tryna tell me how i’m feelin
as if they were given the hand i was dealt
born in a different position than me
i was raised round the k!llin’, fendin’ for ourselves
momma in the kitchen whippin’ that finger-l!ck-chicken, she fried it in h-ll
man you n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ wit me
want a feature, might cost you a fee
b-tch i’m rockin’ these louie v jeans
all on me, what you see is that-
i like yo’ b-tch better lookin’ at me with my d-ck in her
cops pulled up, taped-out the scene now it look better
she wanna f-ck every n-gga just for her mo
don’t come back to me when i find better
jooski, that’s the bro, he gon blow if i let him
jbandzz be on go, that’s his mode, please don’t tempt him
j-spazz get crazy i swear
quaddi gon’ come out the cut, no, we do not play fair (no need to play fair)
i got some stones on my ear
i bet yo’ b-tch like it, she gon’ let me hit from the rear
[bridge]
i got demons, baby, what you tryna do? (oh yeah)
run up on me and i’m lettin’ loose
b-tch this diamond choker ’round my neck just like a noose (yeah)
i don’t wanna stay here
not after what you’ve done to me

[verse 2]
oh, you got something to prove?
well, prove it then p-ssy
i guess you’ve got nothin’ to lose (yeah!)
this glock on my hip got a titty on it with a d-ck, gender-bending the rules
all y’all imbeciles, can’t f-ck with y’all fools
run up on me b-tch i’m usin’ that tool (i’m usin’ that tool)
she said she don’t f-ck with my music
f-cked her, she said that i’m better than uzi
money longer than the clip on my uzi
i don’t gotta use it (huh)
sometimes i wonder to myself
if i’m really on the right path to wealth
can i restore the damage that was dealt?
d-mn, will i be left with anything else? (huh)

- kyzo kidd

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