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letra de jailhouse - myko summit & tex mf

[verse 1 – tex mf]

big gun with a hair trigger
tryin’ not to sin but i ain’t there, n-gga
got bars like a jailhouse
catch a charge, gotta bail out
head down with her tail out
drinkin’, drivin’, gotta get the smell out
me and money we got a marriage
it’s a h-llcat off in this carriage
you a ho n-gga, you should be embarrassed
i’m bugs bunny with all the carats
get the cash and i’m copestetic
if you think it’s sweet, i’m a diabetic
gotta see the dollar sign, it’s a fetish
i’m sick with it, i need a medic
don’t gas me up, i’m unleaded
i’m ahead of the game, you just tender-headed
this sh-t hotter then a toaster
i spillеd drank on the table, need a coaster
might pull up, i might post up
couldn’t see my movеs even in close up
gotta make it happen, get it off of rappin’
give em no dose cuz they sleep on me, nappin’
i’ma get money, got no time for yappin’
no dope sales but these hoes be trappin’
i been on the grind since back then
sw-ng threw the parking lot, then i might back in
i been trying to f-ck lil’ momma since back when
if you talkin’ money, i just want the facts then
can’t f-ck with me, like i was the herpes
talk is so cheap like the gas you get at murphy’s
might power up, i might shoot off a missile
couldn’t see me if i wrote my name in stencil, b-tch
[chorus – tex mf]

got bars like a jailhouse
got ba-got bars like a jailhouse
got bars like a jailhouse
ca-catch a charge, gotta bail ou-bail out
got-got-got bars-bars
got bars like a jailhouse-bars
catch a charge gotta bail out
got bar-got bars like a—

[verse 2 – myko summit]

i’m back on my bull like a rodeo
white rapper, but ain’t nothin’ colonial
if i’m goin’, then you know what i’m goin’ for
i’m so magnetic, but you got the pull of a pony, bro
i don’t be dancin’, no do-si-do
i don’t mean to be a bully
but i’d be a fool if i didn’t go toe-to-toe
take a look at my portfolio
i got so many beats in my catalog
you would think i been cookin’ ’em up since -n-log
and every time i get up on a mic, i’m like an animal
the way i’m livin’ got ’em thinkin’ that i have it all
but you don’t know the half at all
nah, you’re bad at math
and all you see is through refracted glass in passing
as inaccurate as it can be
can i write less acrobatic? i can’t breathe!
(gasp) that’s more like it
but there’s more where that came from
your circle’s always cyclin’
but i been ridin’ with the same ones since day one
my enemies never say none’
i know we made a song called “no games”
but me? i’ma play one
(yeah, yeah) hitmen for hire till i retire
(yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah) all my mp3s are sick like limewire
(yeah, yeah) don’t f-ck with tex, that mf stands for “might fire”
(yeah, yeah) look at all the little mykos i inspired
myko!
[chorus – tex mf]

- myko summit tex mf

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