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letra de false advertising - maine corleone

false advertising

what up , with them false advertising?
we ain’t never heard a thing about them
b—h i’m stamped up in any hood
you ain’t strapped you can’t hang around me
(laughing)
you ain’t strapped you can’t hang around me
(facts)
gang .. gang .. gang .. gang .. gang

(verse 1)
heard the opps said they’re looking for me
p-ssy you ain’t looking good enough
i be in your hood
dripping in designer
and you know i keep that burner tucked
under my arms like deodorant
tell that f–k n—-r stop fabricating
he’s just feeling his self like he’s m-st-rbating
he don’t want smoke like a cancer patient
that’s enough of that, he irrelevant
i be spending racks where you never been
i be dog h-es that you cherishing
that’s why these n—– hate me like republicans
b-tch i call the shots in the president
ain’t sh-t change but my revenue
i got bad nerves and i’m on that drink
make the wrong move, i’m going to perish you
they want to see me down but i’m pulling strings to keep myself up like a parachute
catch me up in traffic ratchet on my lap
presidential tints like f–k the feds
don’t worry about who’s begins these tints
you better worry about what’s coming out of it
because i’m strapped up & i’m bout whatever
and ain’t sh-t sweet diabetics
she want a real n—- and i fit that description
if i pull up then she popping the p—y
shoot first and ask questions later
i ain’t got to say nothing
n—-s know how i’m living
she want to f–k with a n—a because i’m popping now
so i blew her back out and kicked her out the whip
ynm be the gang we’re the hottest out
if ain’t you talking about us then what you’re talking about? (maine)

(verse 2)
corleone ain’t bout this
corleone ain’t bout that
when you see me out in public
b-tch you know that i’m strapped
n—a in his feelings all behind a b—h
she ain’t good for nothing besides sucking d—
stop speaking on my name before we spin again
if i can’t find you then ima whack your friend
you ain’t known in the city (you lame)
p—y boy you ain’t stamped (you’re not)
whole city show a n—a love because they know i speak facts
i’m up in atlanta i’m f—ing up commas
i do what i want and you do what you can
tell them b-tches free my dogs out the can
stop hating on me and go run up them bans
i rather be judged by 12 in the system instead of being carried by 6 of my n—as
so if you ain’t strapped you can’t hang around me
that’s the motto n—a and i mean that
boy you know i’m strapped when i’m stepping out
got them forties on us when we stepping out
b-tch you know bro strapped stepping out
and if he run up on me we gon stretch him out (he done)

(chorus)
what up , with them false advertising? (what up)
we ain’t never heard a thing about them (nothing)
b—h i’m stamped up in any hood (facts)
you ain’t strapped you can’t hang around me (for real)
i ain’t even got to say nothing ( i don’t)
n—a know what my gang about (they know)
forties on us when we stepping out because i refuse to let them take me out (huh)
what up , with them false advertising?
we ain’t never heard a thing about them
b—h i’m stamped up in any hood
you ain’t strapped you can’t hang around me
i ain’t even got to say nothing
n—a know what my gang about
forties on us when we stepping out because i refuse to let them take me out

- maine corleone

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