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letra de crown - rappin cj

[intro]
welcome, we got a very special event
a young prince, gets his crown today mane
so gather ’round, come one come all
for the one, that was born to ball
rappin, what you got to say?

yeah

[verse 1]
i’m tryna think of ways that i can say this humble (say this humble)
y’all gon have to crown me don’t wanna hear no mumble (hear no mumble)
bumble, n-ggas talk a lot until they moves stop (stop)
we can rumble in the jungle if that’s how the sh-t pop (pop)
check yo wrist watch on yo time it is not i
even if it don’t tick tock, aim at all opps
f-ck a cop, these n-ggas be runnin duckin dodging like i owe em shots (i owe ’em shots)
these n-ggas be lying on they life bro we know you not
hot in these streets, yea a n-gga been a topic
you ain’t on sh-t, homies should’ve said stop it
hating on my old sh-t but still can’t top it
and reference gangstarr if you wanna know the process

my apologies for the rude introduction by the way
know what i’m sayin’?
[verse 2]
i been out here feeling like a new brick
broke down and i might sn-tch yo sh-t (give me that sh-t)
underground re’ed up don’t want no lip
king sh-t, f-ck whoever, what you thought it is
i go hard at this, for the real ones who f-ck w me (uhh)
might be mobbin thru yo city (uhh)
you know wavey 93 w me (uhh)
underground but over ceilings
i’m in motion you in feelings
i might run this sh-t for century
might just pull it til it’s empty ughh

man, look what you n-ggas made me do man
and i didn’t even want to do this sh-t like, for real for real
i was just kicked back chillin’ you know what i mean?
nah i’m playin’ y’all f-ckin’ the game up i wanted that sh-t n-gga

[verse 3]
i just want the crown so i took the crown
look at me, m-th-f-cka i’m the captain now
blunts i pass them down but they come right back it’s only me
coolest kid in town, but the only n-gga dropping heat (sheesh)
might catch bounties on this beat (don’t test me)
can’t put in the work then you won’t eat (don’t test me)
flexing out here ain’t gon get you known (oooh yeah aye)
got the crown and that’s just how it goes (yeah yeah)
i be coolin’, don’t announce the movements as a standard
i don’t f-ck with girls at random, all these hoes be plottin’ planning
set you up then homie ran in, pray to god the gun ain’t jammin’
without me you n-ggas panic, if it’s cash flow i demand it
hand it, over, my normal’s a cold shoulder
you gettin hit up with forces the size of a whole bolder
we inherit beef for my dawg i’m a whole soldier
trunk beatin’, waking n-ggas up like i’m folgers, uhhh
[outro]
underground underground
underground underground
underground underground, sound

aye aye aye, i’m out i’m out

- rappin cj

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