letra de el salvador - pnthn
[intro]
quiero ser… rico
yeah-yeah
[chorus: kenny casanova]
i need a lot, this is a bop
i do not f-ck with cops (i do not f-ck with the cops)
honeys on me, drip like a leak
texas gon’ bring the heat (said you gon’ bring the what?)
haters will plot, game is on lock
might as well stomp you out
turn you to a door mat
why don’t you f-ck with us? (gon’ f-ck with us)
i need a lot, this is a bop
i do not f-ck with cops (i do not f-ck with the cops)
honeys on me, drip like a leak
texas gon’ bring the heat (said you gon’ bring the what?)
haters will plot, game is on lock
might as well stomp you out
turn you to a door mat
why don’t you f-ck with us? (gon’ f-ck with us)
[verse 1: tony tone]
wait look, why do i talk? b-tches just hop on my c-ck
i just be catching the vibe, something feels off
gold in my soul like a prize, i feel ahead of my time
look at the view
earth looking like level 2, i be on 99
i never lied, me and my team on the rise
who got the shine that’s ride or die
i’m wit’ the pack wolves biting back
b-tch catch me outside good music, the hat
master the plan kung fu with the strap
bruce lee on the beat when they f-cking with me
i kick b-ss in the face, bow down when i chow down
how the potluck bring me that thou
spend it all on that loud pack, my plug proud
[verse 2: twohorizonra]
four for four, pants corduroy
down the gourd for glory more
you know the boy get wh0r-s galore
but my shawty nice can’t name her price
boom boom bye yeah rip sean price
sentice the fight on site insight
30 for 30 got 30 on hip
90 percent of y’all still ain’t worth sh-t
full clip like gangstarr crash nebula crash motherboards
moment of truth i flew the coop
run chicken run in a hooptie the coupe
plan a coup on aku as i do looptie loop
criss cross crash, not a crack in my dash
hot wheels move flash, burn lids no caps
as a n-gga take laps, relapse in the past
[verse 3: yd]
cut the check a percentage, off the beat i’m relentless
can’t ever f-ck wit’ the vision so b-tches just mind yo business
as above so be-low, ’cause a n-gga too throwed
gta no cheat codes, i didn’t mean to impose
bang the b-ss out yo bose ’cause the dj bout to reload
keep these n-ggas right on they toes
y’all don’t f-ck with our mental
run it back, hundreds at da shows
pnthn gon’ be on da roads and y’all n-ggas already know
this sh-t ain’t accidental, come attack
[chorus: kenny casanova]
i need a lot, this is a bop
i do not f-ck with cops
honeys on me, drip like a leak
texas gon’ bring the heat
haters will plot, game is on lock
might as well stomp you out
turn you to a door mat
why don’t you f-ck with us?
[verse 4: dc4prez]
ice ice water ay, rom on the beat get slaughtered ay
try to defeat your honor, get vince carter’d, fix yo collar ay
oralé i’m impatient ain’t even get to sleep ’bout 3am
she in the mirror bout to beat; cakin’
see me in the rear tryna beat cake in, he ain’t sh-t
hold that poker face he know he owed a raise
long shot back in them older days
see me see now they showin’ praise
od wit’ it, swollen kidney
stu look like a smokin chimney
i be in that b-tch so much
i’m late and throw it on the pigment
[verse 5: jedi chancellor]
brick house on that boogie down
said shoot yo shot just like kwame brown
funk it wit’ me leave my love in yo mind
look you dead in the eyes swat you down like a fly
i don’t f-ck with feds or no dumb b-tch
hoe where yo head need dat gumption
go speak yo piece but i feel the grease losing tread
it’s bet that we bumping
bounce out my face lil clown if ain’t bout money
or a play pitter patter right away
k okay went kaioken been super sayan it’s the god in dis bih’
ain’t folk then roll out keep it quaint low don’t run yo mouf
did that summer in the south, dip my b-lls in yo spouse
if you looking for da clout it’s best to dip out
[verse 6: pink ranger]
ain’t been to mars in a minute
she swallowing all my children
say goodbye to daddy kids becoming a better villain
second coming of fleezus christ
she like let me suck on that knife
she don’t know she a sacrifice
shouldn’t have chosen the groupie life
it’s a shame b-tch, hmmm imma k!ll this b-tch
[outro: pink ranger]
ay yo it’s a pnthn motherf-ckin production
we are not going back
you f-cking dumb-ss n-ggas
f-ck outta here
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