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letra de make me feel better - natas

(chorus x2)
i love it when they scream natas forever
but we still smell hatas
whatever shisty n-ggas, betta get ya sh-t togetha
dawg, do sum’n to make me feel betta
we ‘gon drop natas back on the block
back bumpin’in ya trunk, back at the spot
runnin’ whatever comes in and out
put ya money down on the winnin’ winna doubt
so tell me, do you wanna be a rich n-gga?
that natas stopped on droppin gets bigga
do sum’n to make me feel betta
see i’m all about my chedda
more deadly than a anthrax letta
bl–dy vendeta, twin beretas
a n-gga quick to wet ‘cha
should i let ya live? why let ‘cha?
leave ya for the door catcha
in the ambulance on the stretcha
somebody betta get ‘cha
don’t check the clock
it’s time to check the dope spot
the block as i serve
and even when the cops swervin’
b-tches, what up?
my gun is up, yo time is up
pay up, stay up, or lay up
no way i’ma put the ak up
i be like, what? what ‘chu say? huh? what?
the way i grew up
ya whold block’ll get blew up
even if n-ggas decide to put they dope and guns up
it’s always anotha young hustla on the come up
even if n-ggas decide to put they dope and guns up
it’s always anotha young hustla on the come up
come up, come up, come up, come up, come up
young hustlas follow my lead
to get the dollas ya need
ride with a n-gga with a lotta speed
i love it when ya hate ya b-tch cause i’m her favorite
ya life is a waste kid, i know you wanna trade it
k!ll ya self, suicide that, ya sh-ts wack
ya take too much pride in ya raps
f-ck ya talents, f-ck ya challenge
ain’t in this for the battle raps
i smack you off balance
wreckless n-gga, that’s me, the vandal
dawg don’t get wacked off by the soprano
i need a vacation
i’m sick and tired of n-ggas hatin’
slugs penetratin’
chop bodies in my bas-m-nt
n0body knew a k!lla stayed next door
it was safe when i was out on tour
got by, now you can’t walk to the store
love the blood and gore
dump bodies in belana and watch ’em float to the sh0r-
f-ck the biz
brick bread with my n-ggas till i’m dead
you never shoulda be this real i said
boss of all bosses
takin’ no losses
flavorant file when my style flosses
ya can’t add up the costs cause it’s priceless
godlike, i’m the nicest
hard as h-ll so heavens yell i’m godlike
it ain’t a wonder why my day one has loved me nonstop
we shake sh-t up, it’s ugly when we drop
every year annual, another year to read the manual
godlike, means sometimes they just don’t understand you
wicked sh-t i spit rips through mics so hard
we plant seeds in the streets and watch ’em grow large
one nation
ahead of time and sp-ce and
took this game to a new location
down since d-a-y o-n-e
it’s only me
mastamind and tnt
313
we from the d
natas who we be
g-o-d-l-i-k-e
esham, that’s my name
take aim
say f-ck the fame
who’s to blame?
america’s in flames
still i fly on full fuel planes
insane sh-t
still i fly on full fuel planes
insane sh-t
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch
(chorus x2)

- natas

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