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letra de allen iverson (a.i) - mach-hommy

allen iverson (a.i) lyrics
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[verse 2: heem stogied]
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n-ggas is talkin’ practice, my sh-t is played around the f-ckin’ atlas
i flip raps like a p-ssy mattress
fly as f-ck, i’m sharper than a cactus
ready to take the planet like galactus
worldwide, two souls collide
ain’t nothin’ changed, commit a homicide
heem stogied; lyrical drive-by
when i shoot everybody die
you better be ready to ask god “why’?
when i kick this flysh-t you get a cold drift
i had to learn how to move swift
sip slow with a blunt of piff
n-ggas actin’ dumb the .40 on my f-ckin’ hip
so watch the words out your f-ckin’ lips
cuz i’ll smoke motherf-cker like some rare tips
n-gga this god gifts
thug shut and politics, heem demolish it
you lame n-ggas copy sh-t, outta style like a floppy disc
n-ggas bе out the f-ckin’ mix, break your bones likе a f-ckin’ twix
i’m tryna hit a million dollar l!ck
n-ggas is ballin’ with the fl!ck of the wrist
everyday a n-gga take a risk
black man in this lonely land
my n-ggas ready to clap like a f-ckin’ marching band
this pure heat, b-tch i got the golden hand
the man with the master plan tryna build a bigger brand
time will tell in this wicked land
fake n-ggas get buried in the f-ckin’ land
i’m upset makin’ these n-ggas dance
shoot a n-gga out his f-ckin’ stance
i recycle like steve lance, i got twenty five years in my f-ckin’ pants
f-ck the police, them n-ggas can never catch me
runnin’ the game this is practice at a track meet
i’m ai, f-ck a trap beat

- mach hommy

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