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letra de gimme my props - melo

hook:
gimme my props, aye
gimme my props, aye
bussin’ down doors
breaking the locks
set it in stone
grill with the rocks
f-ck all these haters
murder my opps

verse 1:
i been through it all
watching my life rise ’til it fall
bullied at school until i got tall
made me believe i was no good at all
but look at me now, rocking the crowd
my 2am thoughts are known all around town
went from the scapegoat they would hate most
to the destined to win who they quote
woah – b-tch i be on one
woah – in it for the long run
counted me out ‘fore i had begun lil p-ssy
you f-cked with the wrong one
(woah) my d-ck is a long gun
your girl taking shots until dawn come
i’m either the goat or not far from
overcome every obstacle bar none

hook:
gimme my props, aye
gimme my props, aye
bussin’ down doors
breaking the locks
set it in stone
grill with the rocks
f-ck all these haters
murder my opps

verse 2:
against all the odds i pop like this
me and my dawgs i started with
losing the love and then gaining respect
man that’s just really a part of this
none of you round when i seeded my ground
now hoes wanna act like they gardened with
me, hard as sh-t, imma step back like i’m harden, b-tch
imma travel and euro step back to my ex
give her d in the zone cause her man ain’t a threat
preparing my rocket for neck with the left
i explode at the rim like my name russell west-
brook, look at you shook
lopez in the last name then i’m hooked
no test still i got brain no book
spit flames like a stove top still i can’t cook (but i can though)
i be spitting all fire on the wax like a candle @yungmelo_ is the handle
i sample, a little bit of meek with the ammo like rambo
magic flow let it bloom like orlando
this track go vroom vroom vroom like a lambo
used to hate the boy but i’m the muf-ckin’ man though
man i ain’t got plans to stop until the opps screaming out “godd-mn” like i’m daniel

bridge:
gimme my props, gimme my props
stroke game a1, have you runnin’ back like you forgot
you know where i came from, sydney we reppin’ the spot
hustle a lot, living like hank gathers cause we ball ’til we drop
looking for evil, looking for evil, don’t be surprised when you find it
look at your people, you ain’t all equal, man, don’t try to deny it
me i’m an eagle, soaring for steeples, saw that i wanted them but never needed
seeing success they swear they believed it – f-ck out my face it was me who achieved it, b-tch

hook:
gimme my props, aye
gimme my props, aye
bussin’ down doors
breaking the locks
set it in stone
grill with the rocks
f-ck all these haters
murder my opps

- melo

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