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letra de gangster - mayham

[intro: mayham and (lil supahdope)]
i don’t know what i’m hearing nowadays, man
hopsin said it. there was a guy that said my music was sh-t
and i mean i don’t mind, that’s fine
sometimes i think my music is sh-t too
you know, with the writer’s block and all?
but he was saying things in a way that i couldn’t quite understand-
(hey!)
ah cr-p he’s here
(yo yo yo what’s good fam)
hey man, i’m kind of-
(yo are you recording fam, yo let me spit some bars)
i’m not-
(hahaha, y’all ready know who this is)
n0body knows who you are…
(the one and only, lil supahdope)
oh my god
(shout out to my main man drake
bout to spit some heat fam, check this)
please don’t

[verse 1]
i’m a gangster, i carry a couple of gats
they really ain’t mine, i just snuck em from dad
i’m swimming in the money boy, i got a couple of stacks
put ’em back whеn momma looks and then i’m doubling back
i party everyday i’m always covеred in b-tches
all my haters are hating they gon’ be covered in stitches
i’m a cold blooded k!ller, i’m so tough and i’m vicious
i always carry a rag so i can smother some b-tches
yesterday at my house, i was chillin there with drake
he said eminem would sign me if he listened to my tape
i swear to you they’re bangers i should mix it up with dre
he would let the record scratch, maybe twist it up and say
“oh lil supahdope, all your features are so fire
you’re the new drake man, eminem really should retire
nas ain’t comparin’ with this, he’s about to choke
and yo, jay-z who? man i worship lil supahdope”
[chorus]
you know i’m a gangster, i’m a thug
i’ma do whatever cause there ain’t no love
they say the only way we leavin’ is in cuffs
cause there ain’t a thing that be better than drugs
cause kid i’m a gangster, i’m a thug
i’ma do whatever cause there ain’t no love
they say the only way we leavin’ is in cuffs
cause there ain’t a thing that be better than drugs

[verse 2]
i make a lot of money bro, but i’m packing my bag
i got school in the morning, man i’ve had it with math
here’s a sh-tty pun, i cut fake friends off like scissors
and a sh-tty simile, i’m as cool as a blizzard
my drinks are staying lean but my stack is staying fat
i’m getting all the girls, see how the ass be shakin, fam?
yo i got the shotty yo, yo we finna k!ll mans
if they step outta line, beef tings styll, fam
(f-ckboy) “what’s gwannin?”
truss, we should link up soon
(f-ckboy) “ahlie fam, but the 5-0 at my crib”
oh truuu
(mayham) y’all are bare waste yutes
(lil supahdope) yo don’t cheese me, fom
lowkey it’s greezy, i’ve been trippin’ on xan
our girls dumped us, it’s cause they were some b-tches
it’s not cause we were rude, it’s cause they were some b-tches
i’m callin mine a b-tch, it’s cause she’s a b-tch
i’m only derogatory, why? it’s-
(mayham) ughhh it’s cause you’re the-
(lil supahdope) b-tch!!!
[chorus]
you know i’m a gangster, i’m a thug
i’ma do whatever cause there ain’t no love
they say the only way we leavin’ is in cuffs
cause there ain’t a thing that be better than drugs
cause kid i’m a gangster, i’m a thug
i’ma do whatever cause there ain’t no love
they say the only way we leavin’ is in cuffs
cause there ain’t a thing that be better than drugs

[verse 3]
(mayham…)
hey lil supahdope, time to tell you the truth
all the bull in your story, so the h-ll with the truth
cause you’re spoiled, confused, and you’re a boy with a feud
and it annoys me to see that you’re a poisonous youth
my rapping and wickedness leaves the people in awe
y’all ain’t carryin’ a gun, you’re some freakin’ imposters
f-ck the police and the law
’til your t–th and jaw break
and you’re speakin’ in pauses
and now the police’ll be called
you think your opinions would make em stand and weep in their place?
kid those are the motherf-ckers that are keeping you safe
cause the cause of a few crooked ain’t a reason to hate
but then again, you’re the type of kid to think that people are fake
people are real, but they just serve and they follow
whatever the h-ll is trending so they work for the prada
and never care for their parents, ain’t no work for their mamas
you’re swearin’ you a baller but you work at mcdonalds
so now we heard of the phrase that every person is fake
we never heard of your name, you never earned an estate
and you’re a burden at best, pretty certain to break cause
when they tell you that you’re flawed, you call em murderous snakes
[chorus 2]
cause you’re an assh0l-, you’re a c-nt
you thinkin’ that you run sh-t, or that you’re a thug
you say the only way you’re leavin’ is in cuffs
cause there ain’t a thing that be better than drugs
but you’re a gangster, you’re a thug
you do whatever cause there ain’t no love

[outro]
f-ckin’ imbecile…
get the f-ck out of my house

- mayham

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