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letra de in here - lil' wyte

(hook 2x)
im the drunkest(wat) highest wat) crunkest(wat) toughest(wat) buckest(wat)roughest(wat) motherf-cker in here the rawest(wat) hardest(wat) wildes(wat) smartest(wat) coldest(wat) tightest(wat) motherf-cker in here

(verse1)
you can step the f-ck up off uv me (b-tch)
i dun already told you u aint stoppin me (b-tch)
we killers from the camp that got the back uv me (b-tch)
you shooda known i waz part of the family (b-tch)
before im bout to roc the f-ckin industry (b-tch)
and plus im reppin memphis tennissee (b-tch)
and i aint givin up until im seven feet (b-tch)
yes i said seven thatz one more deeper see (b-tch)
yall realy do not know watz about to approach (b-tch)
ill kill ya quicker then a some rake could kill a roach (b-tch)
im harder then your d-ck wen it rub genst the panties (b-tch)
could giv a f-ck if i dont ever see a grammy (b-tch)
im gon keep rocin only wat i know and see (b-tch)
and wat i see i write it down and then begin to speak (b-tch)
you have no f-ckin reason to be hatin me(b-tch)
but i guess aggrivation jus come wit bein me (b-tch)

(hook 2x)

(verse 2)
i woke up early twist tha blunt up (b-tch)
stumblin from the night before still f-ked up (b-tch)
couldnt tell ya wat i did in the last 24 (b-tch)
weed xanex and syrup yea im on the floor (b-tch)
but dont think that wont stop your jaw from gettin broke (b-tch)
i got a bunch uv killers that be on the f-ckin scope (b-tch)
and plus my killers came wit .44s aimed at ur throat (b-tch)
you aint got no time to run and you already know (b-tch)
your heart took a pause wen wyte walked in tha door (b-tch)
the hoes p-ssy got moist wen i began to flow (b-tch)
and know the subject matter in hands i cop up wit mo (b-tch)
the louder i spit my style the crowd will larger grow (b-tch)
the bigger the crowd gets the more the money flows (b-tch)
the bigger pockets in rocin gon make me giv ya mo (b-tch)
i got a destination in life and know thatz for sho (b-tch)
infactuated wit music good drugs and f-ckin hoes (b-tch)

(hook 2x)

(verse 3)
the name iz lil wyte and ima set ya strate (b-tch)
you f-ckin wit me you f-ckin witn the bay (b-tch)
greusome consequences repeat wat you say (b-tch)
molded myslef now how could you have made (b-tch)
left it all bl–dy wen i stepped off the stage (b-tch)
murdered tha mic and then went out on a rage (b-tch)
slicin’ n dicin’ these rappers headz wit blade (b-tch)
your musics amusing but i am not amazed (b-tch)
my skill had been sheltered almost like i been caged (b-tch)
i been skipped over once and turned to another page (b-tch)
like these other dummies that got dropped off this lable (b-tch)
im not gon let this money have me snorttin off the table (b-tch)
but im gon make it snappy for approval if im able (b-tch)
this here iz not a lie story a fib or even a fable (b-tch)
with hcp and lil wyte a perfect combination (b-tch)
the crunkest wildest toughest motherf-ckers in the nation (b-tch)

(hook 2x)

- lil wyte

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