letra de felonfight - nba glocca
slam dunk a opp, my arm in the rim like i’m vince
purple bandana, purple, i feel purple ‘rain like i’m prince (crip, crip,crip,crip,crip,crip)
i’m a money-making n-gga, but i can’t go out like mitch n-gga (brrt, brrt)
i bet them bullets change the subject
why you stop suckin’ my d-ck, b-tch you seen i ain’t nut yet
n-ggas can talk all they want, i still ain’t been touched yet
brodi tell me chill, he know i k!ll, but n-gga f-ck that (f-ck that)
cause if i don’t get ’em, they got me
if i don’t feel ’em, they bodied
put thirty-three in them, scottie, no pippen
when bullets hit him, inject him
he feel ’em like penicillin
we put n-ggas past the ceiling, in the sky giving god a vision
murder, murder
k!lling, k!lling
dirty .30 filled with sinnin’
for certain, i’m murkin’ a person thinking that i ain’t with it
close the curtain, hospital visions
we flat lot of them b-tches double back
now that them n-ggas hit up his spine, now he crippin’
[outro]
spine now he crippin’, n-gga
crip, n-gga
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