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letra de r.i.p. kobe - muddymya

[intro]
boka, boka, boka
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
“i dont give a f-ck,” that’s what the gun say
and i know these b-tches, they don’t want no gun play
almost lost it but i knew i’d make it one day
i remember when the haters said “some day” (b-tch)
now i’m pullin’ up to see who whip the fastest
got my pockets flippin’, b-tch, this sh-t gymnastics
i be dressin’ different mixin’ up the fabrics (ha)
and i’m smokin’ strong, i inhale all the plastic (whoa)
“i dont give a f-ck,” that’s what the gun say
and i know these b-tches, they don’t want no gun play
i dont want no runny top just like a sunday (cap)
i can’t settle down right now but maybe one day (yeah)

[post-chorus]
uh-huh, huh, huh, huh
go talk to the gl!ck
huh-huh, huh, huh-huh
they mad ’cause muddy get rich (f-ck, yeah)
huh-huh, huh, huh-huh
b-tches go talk to the wrist
huh-huh, huh, huh-huh
you never gon’ find his fit (yeah)
[verse 1]
i just pulled up two fours, they all like kobe
“you gon’ have to sell yo soul” that’s what they told me
imagine if i listened to a hater, b-tch (huh)
i would still be broke right now, i told her save that sh-t (f-ck)
you see ice like why i burn my mouth on vvs? (yeah)
pulled up with so many sticks, lil’ b-tch got pts (yeah-yeah)
i put chrome hearts on the lens, so i can’t see no stress (wow)
now i feel just like a vamp, i’m sleepless (whoa)

[chorus]
i dont give a f-ck, that’s what the gun say (huh)
and i know these b-tches, they don’t want no gun play (what)
almost lost it but i knew i’d make it one day (ha)
i remember when the haters said “some day” (b-tch)
i dont give a f-ck, that’s what the gun say (wow)
and i know these b-tches, they don’t want no gun play (wow)
yeah, i told my mama “i’ma make it one day” (ha)
i’m on magazines and i’ll be on the front page (yeah)

[verse 2]
they don’t like this b-tch ’cause i’m a rager (rah)
i’ma go ice my fit so a b-tch get hit with a glacier
i need a house so big, lil’ b-tch, that i can’t see my neighbor
told my job i quit, made that times ten no labor (ha)
i know a b-tch somewhere right now, ’bout to punch in her jaw
(stupid b-tch)
i’ma still do me, don’t care if you like it or not (what the f-ck)
i like to ride with the heat cause i know these n-ggas gon’ pop
but if you f-ckin’ with me just might end up getting robbed
she wanna be me, i told her “dont call”
no i’m not cl!ckin’, these hoes are too funny
i hear you talkin’ it sound like my mama
i just count up if i’m feelin’ lonely
everything’s great like a n-gga named tony
these are not turks, you got on garsona
if she pull up, she better find cover
i am not worried, that glocky is on me
[interlude]
i just pulled up two fours, just like kobe
have i been too nice? i’m turnin’ to the old me
yeah, you talk that talk, but you gon’ have to show me
i don’t shop at malls but i got the drip on me
yeah, i told my mama “i’ma make it one day”
i remember when the haters said “some day” (f-ck)
know a couple b-tches they don’t want the gun play
“i don’t give a f-ck” that’s what the gun say (yeah)

[outro]
huh-huh, huh, huh, yeah
huh, ain’t that what the gun say?
yeah, huh, ain’t that what the gun say?
yeah, huh, ain’t that what my gun say?

- muddymya

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