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letra de life as a savage - no savage

[intro]
aye i wanna pop my sh-t on this sh-t
they talkin’ ’bout these n-ggas gangsters
these n-ggas got me f-cked up, mob
and i’m comin’ like this n-gga
this the only way to be in this sh-t
these n-ggas ain’t street for real
haha, and i already know
mob, mob, mob

[verse]
i hear them rap n-ggas droppin’ them disses and sh-t and i hope they prepared to die
you know what you did, so when we come get on your ass, i hope you ain’t wonderin’ why
i live like a reaper, i’m clutchin’ so tight on that iron, and i ain’t gon’ let sh-t slide
got to come out a champion i’m on the rise
sippin’ that wock’ ’bout to [?]
got a goal to be reach and i gotta accomplish it
got the glocks in the whip when we pull up we hop out and droppin’ sh-t
pull up and sit on your whip so the hop in we parkin’ it
how you got a problem in coppin’ it
ate up the block and your name in the wind
new arp it’ll blow off his chin
went up on them drugs and got up in my element
a half of a m only way that i’m settlin’
i sip out the pint i ain’t doin’ no measurin’
uh, catch him if sh-t get hectic we step on him
i got in my bag it ain’t hard to put check on him
i helped a n-gga that i should’ve flexed on
i f-ck different b-tches like i’m into p-rn
if you want a p hit me up on my h-rn
my b-tch don’t know ’bout sh-t that i’m doin’
i can’t let let her know what the f-ck i be on
uh uh, mob, uh i gotta stand for somethin’
it’s different religions but you know that sh-t don’t mean nothin’ i still gotta stay with my brothers
what you know about gettin’ that coke and you don’t know how to whip it and tried and f-cked up the b-tter
i been through the trials and got through all the tribulations and that’s how i got out the gutter
i bet you gon’ win if you put in some hustle
every savage got i got off muscle
but i wouldn’t be nowhere if i didn’t struggle
i’ma stay by your side if i tell you that i love you
stop blowin’ that stick fell in love with them cutters
but i think that i just like the way that it stutter
put the spank on a n-gga like he was in trouble
he f-cked up my money i catch him and [?] him
mob, this sh-t goin’ on n-ggas think i ain’t peepin’ it
eyes wide open can’t be on no sleep sh-t
catchin’ them bodies we not on no [?] sh-t
see the dope crack i’m the type n-gga creep in
i’m in the club with some perc’s and my heat in there
play with a n-gga like me that’s a double [?]
that trigger on that glock will knock out a bunch of your hair
go to war with that sh-t n-gga said “that ain’t fair”
hit the fully out my .30 got one in the head
really steppin’ on sh-t, n-gga, yeah
she a paranoid b-tch with some scared-ass head
make me step on his ass with the glock with the legs
stick put him to sleep you would think he a bed
heard you f-ck with them n-ggas that be over there
heard you thinkin’ ’bout snakin’ me n-gga i dare you
uh uh, b-tch
know i’ma win but this sh-t gettin’ difficult
the beam on the glock so i know i ain’t missin’ you
b-tch eatin’ my d-ck and she comin’ home kissin’ you
no i ain’t love her ’cause b-tches be pitiful
you drop a diss and i’m comin’ to get with you
i get them lows and i know who to ship it to
i know the plug i’m the n-gga you get it through
i got on my sh-t and i got on the rise
can’t respond to a diss ’cause n-gga i’m tired
f-ckin’ with n-ggas who hurt me i cried
and i didn’t even cry ’bout some n-ggas who died
i tell them i love them they turn ’round and lie
i wanna send they b-tch-ass to the sky
i wanna smoke out the p sippin’ moet on a yacht
and i bet you i do it from rap
look in n-ggas’ eyes, turnin’ to stone
like medusa you gotta behead the snakes
n-ggas ain’t gon’ be trusted a lot of them snakes
let a n-gga try me i hit the micro-drac’
i lay in a n-gga bush dressed in a cape
when he come out his front door i bake him a cake
we don’t get the wrong person we don’t make no mistakes
put his ass on plate he a well-done steak
n-gga i was the man since ’08
’round that time n-gga i was just 8
i was 16 years old trappin’ in vacants
i’m 20 years old makin’ opp n-ggas hate
i’m shinin’ and i see that look on they face
how the f-ck you be eatin’ and worried ’bout me?
i hate the fact n-ggas don’t think i’ma [?]
let me [?] and i’m goin’ out squeezin’
i got some clout but i still’ll go step
make all them broke n-ggas turn to the left
when i was young i got locked for a theft
grandma always told me that i’ma be blessed
my time right now i ain’t goin’ for next
chucky and nico i’m blowin’ for that
switch on the stick make the b-tch go blatt
hit him in his head make his sh-t go splat
[outro]
(boom!) (boom!)

- no savage

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