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letra de whosthehardiz? freestyle - ra

[verse]
they just chat off their mouth
what they rapping about?
they know i’m the baddest in south
the dads of the town
they’re just capping, it’s foul
make my young g whack him and bounce
might run him down
three fifth like a windmill, watch how it spun him round
might gun him down
might him in his shoulder, watch how it spun him round
i don’t bum around
you don’t want no smoke cause i might just bun it down
i can cl!ck and mash, i can drip and splash
i had the strip on smash, i let it peel and dash
before music, really seen a mill of cash
they know my era, my ends was pepper
was a well known stepper, do him up with the retta
now it’s only trainers i lace with the leather
now i’m tired of fame cause my aim was the cheddar
i ain’t gotta explain what i did with this retta
how much man i got down for the pleasure
still get a ninja down like shredder
rides like alton towers, you know the gauge got powers
i make it rain and showers, i did the game for hours
you know the game was ours and all these lames are cowards
i’m a legend, why they ain’t gave my flowers?
it’s back to basics, give the mac a face-lift
got new corn, bag of straight tips, i crashed the sp-ceship
that was in ’08, paid twenty grand crash and raced it
got back to bait sh-t, in the can on basic
an l plate i had to face it, i did my day shift
when they sent me up north and the whole of the jail was racist
back on road before rap was road
little bro, he’s tapped and known
might sn-tch your gold, don’t catch a cold
might have to double tap this pole
where was you? we had rares and twos
them straps were rare and used
scary uze that was tearing through
akhs all sharing food before hearing screws
when they open my flat with the torch and staring through
where was you?
had to beat man down to the floor, could barely move
never fear a dude, them boy had to season, cook and share my food
scary crew, had to tear the moves, had bricks and squares of food
when i done him i jukk and jukk
when i bun him, he took it good
i know my gun, i can cook it good
now my money is looking good
no more running or looking buj
in the sun sea looking good
don’t do rum, weed, cook or jugg
couple shows get book, i’m good

- ra

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