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letra de city villain - luh tlakk

[intro: eric thomas]
the only thing you do for success, there’s no discounts
it’s sweat, it’s blood, it’s tears
there’s no discount, you can’t get fifty percent off
there are no shortcuts to success, stop thinkin’ there are
and stop wantin’ people to put you somewhere that you didn’t earn

[verse 1: mtkmelly]
ayy, switch up my flow ’cause they say i’m too proper ([?])
pull up on you, stupid b-tch, we gon’ solve it
ain’t talkin’ math when i say, “we a problem”
bih want the baby, i took off the condom
ask what i heard, what i seen, but i’m blindin’
clip in yo’ muhf-ckin’ head, give him a linin’
ain’t seen a soul in my hood, bud, you lyin’
i hit the gas on a scat, it start whinin’
bullets be drinkin’ red bull ’cause it’s flyin’
wokе up a day, like, these n-ggas start dyin’
mamas too sad, man, thеy know that they cryin’
knockin’ the hair off yo’ head, he got cancer
big booty b-tch love to dance, she a dancer
boy love to test so we gave him a answer
b-tch tried to run from the drac’ but i’m faster
ain’t trappin’ turtles, you know i’m a master
drown these muhf-ckin’ bullets, no pastor
ain’t talkin’ tests when i say that i passed ’em
b-tch ate the d and started cryin’, she fractured (uh)
n-ggas be lyin’, they boring, a capper
n-ggas be talkin’ that sh-t ’bout a rapper
i drive that scat like a muhf-ckin’ raptor
double d titties on draco [?]
[verse 2: azeddis]
a violent lil’ n-gga, i can’t even cap
my glock be a present, i’m keepin’ it wrapped ([?])
don’t call yo’ b-tch phone, she with me gaggin’ and sh-t
’cause my d-ck all in her mouth (look)
say, “azeddis, you trippin’, you heartless,” and sh-t
got a b-tch, and she bad, but she just on the list
i’ma hit then i quit, like i rage on the sticks
i’ma flex when i’m rich so they stay on my d-ck
hate a n-gga that sneak dissin’ on the low
he told me to slide first, “drop the lo'”
outside with your gang, it is what it is
i’m knockin’ ’em all down like dominoes
pull up on ’em n-ggas, straight up in the honda
matte black, choppa soundin’ like thunder
tear drops, what i seen from yo’ mama
“how he die?” sh-t, n-gga could wonder

[bridge: azeddis]
young n-gga, gotta get in my bag
vin diesel way i’m pushin’ the gas
big blunts, got me seein’ the past
big bro, he’ll slide for a pack
mario, way i’m slingin’ these sh-lls
f-ck peach, she a ho in the mail
body shot, damage leavin’ a trail
hunt him down, got him sayin’ his prayers
[verse 3: luh tlakk]
ayy, we ridin’ right on yo’ ass with these switches (fire)
this chop’ in my pants, make it look like it fit ([?], boom, boom, boom)
ridin’ ’round with .250, them b-tches be b-tches
uh, i never snitch, i got 12 in my britches
clear clip, bet i get his ass shot (boom)
feel like 21 savage, i got a lil’ lot (a lot)
turn him to soup, stir ’em up in the pot (pot)
everything you heard on a song was just props (props)
luh tlakk a ho? f-ck what you thought
sonny ain’t green, it’s only his green
get up outta there, we fleein’ the scene
no trust for n0body, ain’t nothin’ what it seem (it seem)
b-tches no morals, they been switchin’ teams (teams)
servin’ syrup in designer, got purple on my jeans (shh)
servin’ country boys daily, them boys be some fiends
they got taxed two hours, still come runnin’ back
i know young boys thuggin’, they been catch hats
he was lyin’, tubes pipe, leave the green line flat (beep)
if they hit at yo’ dog, don’t trip, spin back (boom, boom)
i know youngins who will murk they dog over a pack (boom)
my homies g-ngb-ng, yeah, my clique screamin’, “blatt” (blatt)
i been solid for a minute, that’s a fact (fact)
don’t break, rt4, it’s a pact (pact)
go out your crib and don’t forget the strap (hold up)
all i gotta do is reminisce and then it’s back to the trap (trap)
[outro: mtkmelly]
ayy, big booty b-tch, love that there, make it shake some
talkin’ that sh-t, put your ass on a tee or sum’
you leechin’ on n-ggas, i swear you the biggest bum
ain’t talkin’ drumline, i said, “got the biggest drum”
you pushin’ my b-ttons? a body, i get me one
streets finna hit yo’ ass with the hadouken
fly and these n-ggas mistake me for peter pan
n-ggas be hatin’, i swear they my biggest fan

- luh tlakk

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