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letra de great ninja war 5 - pe$o pete

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[verse 1: pe$o pete]
dang
what, you f-ckin’ fried, man?
i was livin’ off the edge, on suicide, man
and all those days i get the bread, had to multiply, man
but, how you ever goin’ to bed? f-ck a star [vain?]
i swear to god it was those nights, always think the hardest
and ain’t no family support, man, what the f-ck an artist?
so when i get that lil’ porsche, i’ma (hold it)
see, jit, i would give you ass a line, but
d-mn, the beat almost died from the thought
you see, yung pe$o would be charitable, but that sh-t [offer?], nah
they think this rappin’ sh-t inheritable, but this sh-t from the vault
lil’ b-tch, you’re faded and been fadin’ still, i fade [?]
lil’ b-tch, you try me, you get [?]
i’m flеxin’ in and outta dollars
i met your father on this water and bеside him, b-tch, i’m jaws
way i’m punchin’ out my n-ts-ck through his d, wait, pause
pe$o pete, got the gangy with me, can’t take a loss
i’m out of green, huh
built like [?] out the bronx
why you f-ckin’ with me? you get sent to h-ll like so long
[?] lil’ b-tch a queer, how we goin’ all night long
[verse 2: mir blackwell]
i ain’t give a f-ck, n-gga, bro, remember that
but they got bottle surgery, i got a d-ck attached
twin needles, watch ’em shoot, i call ’em livin’ mad
get a smoke for a stack, where my assignments at?
meet me at the middle of the gacha, [?]
[?] diane i’ma slide wit’ stilts
i don’t [?]
n-gga catch a hit like i was in, i got some time to k!ll
sh-t inside my cup is not lean, this sh-t is just hot chocolate
the cops watchin’, i pounce rockets
yo man’s got a weird case, n-gga, like john stockton
the top option, we’re not blocked in
pe$o play the hero, that’s the [?]
i pull up like mario and kick that sh-t right back again
hard body, n-gga, i can never down a thwack again
wait, where my n-gga from the loop? i’m tryna tag him in
don’t wanna cross us, n-gga
like black panther, i pull up wit’ a black snapback on ’em like

[verse 3: chubbz]
that’s cap, and we finna clap back
how you b-st-rds bad [?]
i’ve been gettin’ to the money while you rappers sat back
look at how i stack stacks, [?] load my backpack
[? – portugese]
i leave ’em in a bad state
baby, you’re a tad late
only bread you got is the piece sittin’ on your sad plate
homie, how you go and talk on me? now that’s just bad hate
m-m-my team doesn’t f-ck around wit’ [?] mandate
we be chillin’ at the top, we got here like we ran late
i’m sick, i got motion, b-tch, i’m feelin’ nauseous
the waves that i’m makin’, tsunami, be cautious
the plays that i’m makin’, you’ll see who the boss is
we’re sweeping your team, we gon’ put you in boxes
d-mn, [?], just start countin’ your losses
but don’t count me out yet
been on this press, got me feelin’ like connor
if i call on pe$o, you’ll end up a goner
you’ll have a band-aid like your name was [?]
your money’s long, well then my money’s longer
[verse 4: ham sandwich]
longer, faster, stronger
so much money up on me, i’m the master, conquered
do a n-gga like yohan, a b-st-rd, monster
they said i’m wrong for that
too bad you n-ggas wrong
we’ll pull up like the [hooties?]
run up on ’em wit’ a rocket launcher
drop ’em in the ocean
tryna leave, you’ll need a magic conch or somethin’
choppers out like we the [?] bikers goin’ bonker
d-mn, n-gga movin’ in the shadows, seein’ no one an imposter
b-tch is starvin’, but i think i got a bone to toss her
if she wanna join the team, i got an open roster
if you see her with that [new new?], don’t ask her what it cost her
louis or labubu, what you lookin’ for?
send a lil’ plug, i told him slide, he on the boogie board
n-ggas droppin’ unfinished mixs, you gotta cook it more
nowadays i got more f-ckin’ dough than a cookie store
open up the rainforest, i’m f-ckin’ wit’ a wookie wh0re
if you ain’t gon’ f-ck me in this bed, then what you book it for?
hop inside that p-ssy with a map, i f-ckin’ took a tour
feds try stiff me out, i pop the trunk like what you lookin’ for?
see my homie bookin’ tours, so i might need to pop out
my n-ggas been locked in, your n-ggas been locked out
these n-ggas up in uni, ain’t teach me sh-t, i had to drop out
[verse 5: drip$tick]
like, they don’t have a money-spreading class, i’m like, “what the f-ck they talk about?”
bro, i— bro, i hit that box and got the treasure, sh-t’s in lost-and-found
but i don’t gotta count how many times, it’s just a large amount
you do not have nuts, i am okarun and i’m balling out
she feel like [?], bruh, dying for her, she just got a bounce
i didn’t have no racks, i started rapping in my mama’s house
like, “son, what are you doing?” i said, “adding up to my account”
a ninja war? no, this a global war, we goin’ all out
she sayin’ she a furry, i’m like, “okay, bring them paws out”
why they cut the beat? bring it back, don’t gotta pause now
i’m a real pleaser, but when she with you she gotta get a tissue
on me like a heater-seeker missile, ’cause i been official
blue angry bird the way you tappin’, she might split up with you
ball up top, we get ’em jumped, monkey in the middle
i’m movin’ like a cartoon, my eyes are full of money symbols
d-mn, lookin’ at my distrokid, i am in love with you
but if you do this just for money, i can’t f-ck with you, d-mn
you soft like a marshmallow, i’ma put you on a graham
crackin’ up at all rappers with their funny-ass plans

[verse 6: lime king]
put that b-tch on the ceiling, she said she my biggest fan
she don’t just wanna kick it, she gon’ hit the can-can
cowgirl [?], they gon’ like ram ranch
i be takin’ off my shirt, she took off my d-mn pants
i don’t get my bread twisted, do i look like aunt anne?
talkin’ sh-t up out the gate, pull up in a [?]
this sh-t a takeover
when i’m gon’ make it rain, they gon’ bring a rain cover
you said that your main b-tch? why she on her way over
ham lookin’ like a homeless man, had a makeover
mir lookin’ like usain bolt, but way slower
chubbz lookin’ like a leprechaun, four-leaf clover
drip is a f-ckin’ baby, he should stay in his stroller
and pe$o looks like they would call themselves slurs
[?]
i’m like [?], i need me the biggest bird
[?]
you ain’t gettin’ ice cream
f-ckin’ pastries
f-ckin’ gelato
you’re gettin’ d-ck, b-tch
you’re gettin’ d-ck
you’re gettin’ d-ck, you’re gettin’ d-ck, you’re gettin’ d-ck, you’re gettin—

- peo pete

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