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letra de killers n madd b*tches - mts sativa & hao

[intro: chelsea & hao]
i think
ok, ok
i think you’re gonna go somewhere
i really think that you can get big
like i really think that you are gonna get big
i really think that you can do this glenn
i have faith in you and i believe in you
ok? you got this
if you – if you have no supporters, then i’m dead
you know, type sh-t like if you-
if you have one supporter it’s me ok? (yuh)

[verse 1: hao & chelsea]
b-tch i’m a k!lla and k!llas get rich
(i f-ck with you glenn, i f-ck with you. you’re real)
put a girl on my roster feed her some pasta
sh-t’s unfair, fake brothers get rich
all fun and games till bullets go rain
i shoot the mall down, i turn up the streets
i turn up the beats, i turn up thе keys
we off the green, wе off the grid
we off the fent, we on the dream
i don’t want to talk too much about me
but b-tches be glazing just hop off the meat
we making moves like monopoly
we making waves like a tsunami
[bridge: hao]
yuh
rollie rollie rollie rollie rollie on my wrist
rollie on my b-tch, turn this sh-t up

[verse 2: hao]
walk to my game, this not bout no fame
riches not what i desire what i require
what i want
do i know?
bodies numb
adrenaline spiking like the last seconds of a game yuh
i be – i be dribbling up the court
feeling all the energy
do this for my family
before i know it i just crash out
yuh, i just, i just
i just, i just turned into a

[interlude: mts sativa]
k!ller, k!ller
k!ller, k!ller

[verse 3: mts sativa]
off of the green, this sh-t is extreme
i’ve been a green fein, since i was fourteen
frying my brain, i’m feeling like wayne
made all of this gain from selling laced pens
i ain’t tryna get caught, i ran with the cash
ran with the bag, b-tch i don’t f-ck with these rats
f-ck all these b-tches they don’t got a soul
especially the fat one she think she a hoe (b-tch)
look at this cash b-tch gimme that ass
crack in my system i’m ready to smash (crack b-tch)
she trying to get her friends to jump me
but really she just wanna f-ck me
i ain’t doing that she’s not worthy
i ain’t taking sh-t back i ain’t sorry b-tch
[bridge: mts sativa]
(they some mad b-tches man you know what i’m saying)
(hold on aye yuh)
it’s k!llers and mad b-tches
(yuh hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on)
it’s k!llers and mad b-tches

[verse 4: mts sativa]
for all of the people that don’t like me this is a diss
i don’t have any more care for these chicks
i don’t have any more care for these b-tches
been on this sh-t since day one
shoot this b-tch with a m1
i can never end up in prison
for all of the sh-t i been doing for fun
even though they say i am the villain
you know i’m never committing treason
but you know that i am a demon
that’s because it’s sativa season
if you try me you gon get beaten
like b-tch i’m feeling like tyson
ain’t holding back gonna send him to heaven
that sh-t turn me to a

- mts sativa hao

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