letra de kathedral - mehxer
how did they get it, yeah
how did they get it, yeah
i’m with my gang, like yeah
i’m with my gang, like yeah
shoot out they brains, like yeah
i’m with my gang, like yeah
yeah
they do not get it, yeah
they do not get it
yeah, ridin’ round’ town with the lamb truck tinted
that lil’ n-gga talkin’, he don’t want no business
yeah, b-tch i chop off the roof then i
steppin’ on any and everything
yeah, b-tch i pull up, the trap, with the helmut lang
that lil’ n-gga never gon’ get, it’s a money thing
i boot off the x, i think i might go insane, yeah
you better not talk, less’ you wanna get mopped
i pull out the chop and divide a whole block
yeah, little b-tch take the d-ck out her mouth, make it pop
yeah, b-tch i stick to myself, i don’t follow the flock
me and my gang some real k!llas’
he talk out his neck, ain’t no real n-gga
we servin’ the opps, like we be they real dealas’
we got that boy popped, now that muhf-cka’ spillin’, yeah, yeah
now that muhf-cka’ spillin’
now that muhf-cka’ spillin’
yeah, a n-gga like me want that hoe for one night
i pull out that pipe, ain’t no way imma fight
yeah, little thot wanna taste of me, she wanna bite
i got a beam on the glock, gotta keep em in sight
i ain’t gon’ swing, i got my pipe
that b-tch wana f-ck, shawty gon’ ride
yeah, run down on a n-gga, on feet, b-tch i’m with my fleet, b-tch you know we get geeked
and that lil’ hoe wanna get a lil’ treat, better come get freak on a n-gga like me
yeah, i been gone, i’m off that e, i can’t even trip, lil’ b-tch, countin’ c’s
that n-gga wan’ talk, but he don’t wanna walk, man, i promise he cry when i pull out that g
when i pull out that g, imma get em
when i pull out that g, imma split em, yeah
you know that i been on my own, b-tch get off
that boy talk like he grimy, i know that he soft
i been countin’ up money, i feel like i’m dolph
i been coppin’ this sh-t, i don’t care bout’ the cost
b-tch i’m with my gang, throw that up
imma die for my gang, ion’ give no f-cks, yeah yeah
they do not get it, yeah
they do not get it
yeah, ridin’ round’ town with the lamb truck tinted
that lil’ n-gga talkin’, he don’t want no business
yeah, b-tch i chop off the roof then i
steppin’ on any and everything
yeah, b-tch i pull up, the trap, with the helmut lang
that lil’ n-gga never gon’ get, it’s a money thing
i boot off the x, i think i might go insane, yeah
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