letra de soul leakin - leakionn
[intro]
(amari)
stop leakin, n-gga
uh, bah, bah
ayy, nah, for real, n-gga, yeah
let’s go
[chorus]
swing open that door, start bumpin’ that p
keep talkin’ ’bout leakin, ain’t do sh-t to me
lil’ thirty day run, got back on my feet
real goin’ up every day, n-ggas don’t know
and i gotta come different ’cause switchin’ my flow
i ain’t geeked for no b-tch, i just heard that she don’t go
b-tch f-cked with that n-gga, he broke and i know
[verse: stop leakin & pat monahan]
real stop leakin, i’m tellin’ ’em sh-t
how you go on that move, you ain’t get on your vick?
me and my brother like morty and rick
she talkin’ ’bout fashion, i bought her some ricks
run up some racks, i don’t want me no friends
n-gga, had to stay down, now i’m havin’ no ends
get in that car, bro was d-gg-n’ the benz
bro shootin’ from the three like a n-gga got zen
keep sеndin’ them disses, we gon’ tap on his chin
‘mokеs sheets on the phone and you know that’s the blend
can’t ask me for nothin’, n-gga, you not the men
in a smacked out whip, you can’t see through the tint
sh-t not limbo, watch a n-gga get bent
in this high sh-t flyin’, can’t f-ck from that 10
n-gga, i’ma keep goin’, this sh-t not the end
i drag every song, b-tch, know i’m gon’ win, bah, bah
b-tch callin’ me jaundice, she know i’m gon’ tap
i’m different from n-ggas, i’m nothin’ like the rest
go through with that blatt, hit his ass in the chest
now that n-gga on the— (radio, stereo)
real stop leakin, i belong in a book
i’m tellin’ ’em sense, like, bro, let ’em cook
tryna get up on me, but that n-gga a rook, bah
n-gga ain’t havin’ no motion, they leakin’
b-tch, you broke, why is you speakin’?
two-man move, lil’ shawty was decent
n-ggas ain’t havin’ no weed, they be weefin’
high’d up jammin’, but, no, i’m not geekin’
the sh-t that i say in my raps, they don’t teach it
n-gga broke as a b-tch, but she claimin’ we beefin’, bah, bah
[chorus]
swing open that door, start bumpin’ that p
keep talkin’ ’bout leakin, ain’t do sh-t to me
lil’ thirty day run, got back on my feet
i’m goin’ up everyday, n-ggas don’t know
and i gotta come different ’cause switchin’ my flow
i ain’t geeked for no b-tch, i just heard that she don’t go
b-tch f-cked with that n-gga, he broke and i know
[outro]
(amari)
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