letra de snippet - m row
[intro]
[?]
(kezii)
([?] made this)
m row
[chorus]
like, everybody know i’m the face of manhattan
you could tell in my songs, i’m not chattin’
i really make movies, i’on care for the action
f-f-flock out the v, i’on care about crashin’
ds on my d-ck, tryna stop me in traffic
b-b-been outside, and i always been active
chop on my waist, i ain’t doin’ no passin’
like, i’m just addicted to clappin’
[post-chorus]
n-gga, how you just let me get close up?
how the f-ck is you clutchin’? you still got your pole tucked
now he with casper, got shot with a ghoster
y’all be tuckin’ them hits, y’all just know not to post none
chop on my brief, and i don’t need a holster
free b-rah fetti, he the rolla, no coaster
b-b-bust down cuban, i ain’t wearin’ no choker
if i don’t got the chop, you gеt harmed with the poker
[verse]
likе, the f-ck is the holdup?
pass me that n-gga you rolled up
heard he got shot in his back and his shoulder
b-b-backwood finger, this sh-t like a boulder
she a dyk- with the opps, so you know i’ma fold her
why she feel crazy? i’on know what y’all told her
b-tch, is you bipolar?
got shook like soda, don’t mean coca-cola
vibe with the beat, go with the rhythm
o-o-oh, that’s an opp? go and get ’em
like, make sure that you hit ’em
one n-gga dancin’, the other one with him
mad n-ggas died, and there’s numerous victims
razzy was lucky, i dead could’ve fl!cked him
boppo was tight on the floor, n-ggas kicked him
i’m mad, ’cause i wanted to rip him
i’m makin’ it short, i’ma call this a snippet
in the hood, n-ggas know i’m the ticket
if you joinin’ my camp, just be ready to fl!ck it
i’m totin’ on jada, i ain’t talkin’ no pinkett
n-ggas talk on the net, but they see me, it’s crickets
f-ck, n-gga, why you ain’t cl!ck it?
neck shot got him chokin’, like he ate a biscuit
with no juice, like, that sh-t was wicked
[outro]
tape droppin’ real soon, y’all know the vibes, n-gga
everybody shot down, flocked down, f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
[?] know my bop, n-gga, f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, n-gga?
like, m row
[chorus]
like, everybody know i’m the face of manhattan
you could tell in my songs, i’m not chattin’
i really make movies, i’on care for the action
f-f-flock out the v, i’on care about crashin’
ds on my d-ck, tryna stop me in traffic
b-b-been outside, and i always been active
chop on my waist, i ain’t doin’ no passin’
like, i’m just addicted to clappin’
[post-chorus]
n-gga, how you just let me get close up?
how the f-ck is you clutchin’? you still got your pole tucked
now he with casper, got shot with a ghoster
y’all be tuckin’ them hits, y’all just know not to post none
chop on my brief, and i don’t need a holster
free b-rah fetti, he the rolla, no coaster
b-b-bust down cuban, i ain’t wearin’ no choker
if i don’t got the chop, you get harmed with the poker
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