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letra de odd name : six - miqo six

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[verse 1]

f-ck being buddy buddy
with you n-ggas

i’m menace
the bad wolf, i’m the biggest

time to separate all the fake n-ggas
from realest

and i don’t give f-ck how it’s taken
this sh-t is business

be careful what you say cause we
breaking sh-t like a dentist

give a f-ck about yo feelings

. . . talking bout you scared for what i might do
i’ll throw you off the eiffel

on the other side it’s over if i don’t like you
i could show you to turn idols into a rival

thinking sh-t holy and sweet
that’s how they ice you
playing in the field
i promise them dogs i’ll bite you

doing sh-t for fame . this ain’t a game
boy i’m quick to put a n-gga in his place
before i let the p-ssy n-gga
have something else to say

slow, wanna act like you don’t know
n-ggas must’ve forgot the name

leaving no hope for you n-ggas
inside the the brain
i’m zipping to the grave

i would die before i re-decide
to kick it with you lames

[chorus]

wes tucked, banging out the car
on the west side , drunk , middle finger to the stars
ain’t no faith in y’all .
(who are we)
n-ggas wanna know who we are ?

[verse 2]

n-gga who the f-ck is you?
i need 100 proof
you bottled up inside of the bas-m-nt
you got too comfortable

i was only moving in peace
i wasn’t rushing you

only came down to in dungeon
to see whassup with you

and we ain’t got nothing in common
this sh-t untouchable

you told em that you lended it to me
so now i’m hushing you

f-ck it what you wanna do ?

tell me what’s a cage to a lion
i would muzzle
you to shut the f-ck dawg, i’m over the noise
6 stars, got the tank rolling over you boys

i got the real street sweepers
no custodian, boys

them n-ggas slime you
this ain’t nickelodeon, boys

i had to break em off the paper
to start folding you boys

so how you think a word get around ?

heard it all , but f-ck it i held it down

and it’s funny how
as soon i as i wanted out
you n-ggas start running mouth

tell me, what the f-ck is that about ? huh ?

[chorus]

wes tucked, banging out the car
on the west side , drunk , middle finger to the stars
ain’t no faith in y’all .
(who are we)
n-ggas wanna know who we are ?

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