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letra de the whisper song - rj lamont

[intro: kookei]
(rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man)
shut the f-ck up
shut the f-ck up when i’m whisperin’, n-gga, listen

[chorus: kookei]
shut the f-ck up when i’m whisperin’, n-gga, listen, i got somethin’ to say
how the f-ck am i your opp? you seen me out, you ain’t have nothin’ to say
you gon’ die if you end up on this block and you ain’t from this way
still f-ckin’ on your favorite rapper baby mama to this day
in that striker ridin’ with two hundred, feelin’ really safe
rest in peace 1125, smoke ’em by the eight
she had no choice but to f-ck me first night, i got too much pape’
i’ll shoot the switch with my eyes closed, i got too much faith

[verse: kookei]
every day, i walk around drippin’ sauce, i got too much taste
b-tch, i ain’t trippin’, i’ll be a minute-man, you got too much cake
evеrybody k!lla, drop a four-five and a rake
i bet i gеt nothin’ less than thirty thou’ if i drop a tape
sent that ho back to the streets, i’m glad i lost my cape
i’m knowin’ you just jumped off the porch, you ain’t got no rank
if i see an opp at the police station, i’m still gon’ blank
’cause i’m the type of n-gga shoot first, i don’t even think
she want me to drive the boat, but i don’t even drink
every time she get off casamigos, she ride me ’til she faint
pillow talking, sayin’ he don’t f-ck with me, well, that’s ’cause he can’t
that’s why i’m puttin’ d-ck in your b-tch stomach, even she know you ain’t
how we f-ck back in the day? b-tch, i don’t know your face
got caught cheatin’ yesterday, i’m like, “bae, chill, it’s all a new day”
h-ll naw, this ain’t that one from lil tay, this a whole new k
they ain’t never touch me, i could care less ’bout what them n-ggas say
they hate the gang ’cause they keep gettin’ shot in they face
we get a loc’, we comin’ right away, they might be gone the next day
i thought you was my dog, left me starvin’, ate a bone in my face
but i’d be wrong, i slime you out, put this chrome in your face
[chorus: kookei]
shut the f-ck up when i’m whisperin’, n-gga, listen, i got somethin’ to say
how the f-ck am i your opp? you seen me out, you ain’t have nothin’ to say
you gon’ die if you end up on this block and you ain’t from this way
still f-ckin’ on your favorite rapper baby mama to this day
in that striker ridin’ with two hundred, feelin’ really safe
rest in peace 1125, smoke ’em by the eight
she had no choice but to f-ck me first night, i got too much pape’
i’ll shoot the switch with my eyes closed, i got too much faith
shut the f-ck up when i’m whisperin’, n-gga, listen, i got somethin’ to say
how the f-ck am i your opp? you seen me out, you ain’t have nothin’ to say
you gon’ die if you end up on this block and you ain’t from this way
still f-ckin’ on your favorite rapper baby mama to this day
in that striker ridin’ with two hundred, feelin’ really safe
rest in peace 1125, smoke ’em by the eight
she had no choice but to f-ck me first night, i got too much pape’
i’ll shoot the switch with my eyes closed, i got too much faith

- rj lamont

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