letra de beat box remix - lil subway
[intro]
aye, you already know
yup
aye
yup
[verse 1: lil subway]
yeah we the kings of this rap sh-t, and we only do this in our free time like a book of madlibs
i stole your girl ’cause my adlibs
yeah we the best music, not dj khaled
no, we don’t grow old like a bottle of wine
i got two watches, yeah i can tell you the time
ill beat his ass up tell me the place and time
i don’t got no time to play with no games b-tch we play with them sticks
you already know, we tryna go overseas we tryna sell them bricks
i only gеt paid in cash so you can’t play me like a b-tch
pleasе do not talk to me if yore not talking ’bout getting rich
and like i just said, you can’t play me like a b-tch
[chorus: lil subway]
burnin with a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
k!lled him in the spot, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, and i named him randy moss
thuggin’ in my reeboks, ridin’ with a g-shock
[interlude]
woah, its lil n-gga, haha, poodie
[verse 2: lil podah]
pull up on your block, you finna get shot
yeah you gon get popped
i don’t want that p-ssy b-tch i just want that top
dissin’ on the net like you must wanna see me pop-out
n-ggas talking all that hot they finna get shot down
all these clowns wanna f-ck with me look who hot now
got that sh-t from youngboy but that n-gga in jail now
so he can not sue me cause i’m boutta shoot his clowns now
f-ck his goons out now
d-mn it he gon shot down
i’m finna get shot down
cause i’m hot now
broke ass n-ggas with that playin they get shot down
youngboy is so g-y
[interlude]
to all you n-ggas
blacks and whites
imagine being black
you’re g-y
alright, this is my last one, what do my notes say
i got like one verse my n-gga i got one verse
yeah, lil podah
[verse 3: lil podah]
pull up on yo block n-gga you gon get shot
f-ck the n-ggas b-tch she a op thot
my screen turnin’ black cause i don’t give a f-ck thot
cause that b-tch wanna l!ck up on me like i’m a popsicle
like a swicle
b-tch i got water on me like a f-ckin sicle
n-ggas wanna f-ck with me i test a n-gga dimples
man f-ck that n-gga kayvon that my mom dating right now
cause i don’t give a f-ck about this sh-t b-tch i like run my town
b-tch i just run my block
i ain’t got a gun but i just got a few f-ckin shots
b-tch i will break a window vandalize a car
if you leave your wallet in that b-tch then imma steal that wallet
d-mn, i see you got a nice mars bar, cause i’m tryna steal that sh-t like its f-ckin car parts
b-tch imma pull up in your whip hop up in cars cars
b-tch i remember them days stealin my mom’s car car
letras aleatórias
- letra de i gotta get with you - nick carter
- letra de tobsucht - stahlmann
- letra de going out to get you (demo 1969) - genesis
- letra de united (who we are) [flange squad remix] - xo-iq
- letra de cold smoke - between bodies
- letra de уже старый (already old) - verecson
- letra de nous ne sommes pas nés comme ça - shone
- letra de mr. officer - nur-d
- letra de name - danny grossman
- letra de young and reckless - g perico