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letra de uh huh - rkade

intro;

[verse 1: rkade]

i’m like that elbow when shaq spin around put you flat on your back and knock your chin to the ground, “uh huh”
yaps act and pretend like they down
they raps wack it’s a fact you beginning to drown, “uh huh”
cash stacked let the benjamins frown
phat sack fifth of yak swisher cinnimon now, “uh huh”
and if the -ss phat when i’m in town
get in contact i’ll have your legs trembling down
to the toes and feet, dro in the sweet
when i flow it’s like a drought and my words the f-ckin key lows in the street
skeeows in the jeep, see we know how to eat
but it’s aggravating i gotta see me p.o. every week, ” uh huh”
but f-ck it though life is aggravating
i guarantee if your flow tight it will have em hating, ” uh huh”
i’m so nice they try to bite but that’s impatient
it’d take an eternity to f-ck with me go back to basics

[hook – rkade]
where you going to the top? ” uh huh”
until you make it you won’t stop? “uh huh”
you was locked up but now the game on lock? “uh huh”
and who go’ne make this sh-t happen??? n0body
n0body, body, n0body but me
n0body, body, n0body but me
n0body, body, n0body but me
n0body, body, n0body but me
who go’ne make you be successful? n0body but me
who go’ne make you keep getting up? n0body but me
who keep you humble and respectful? n0body but me
and i don’t give a f-ck cuz’ it ain’t n0body but me

[verse 2]

rappers be yapping a lot of chatter out they mouths
i got no problem to splatter ya’ bladder and ya’ bowels, ” uh huh”
i’m f-ckin’ sick of the trendin’ and pretendin
i’ma’ spit real sh-t from beginning to the ending
no fakes in my cl!ck, blendin’ and befriending
in my mix f-ck that i’m defending a descendant
of a breed barely left on the face of the earth
i don’t copy or follow it’s no trace in my verse
i’m versatile, and i give a f-ck what’s hot
yall got corny as h-ll when i was stuck in that box
in the dorm in the cell stuck with them cuffs and them locks
yall do anything to sell probably suck on a c-ck, “uh huh”
but not me i’ma’ be who i am, f-ck the industry
i do this sh-t for free but yall don’t see through the plan
you to busy trying to be what they want you to be d-mn
i’ll get money and respect i let you f-ggots be the man

[verse 3 : rkade]

rip shots through whoever stand in the way
pitch rocks for cheddar you measure the yay
spit hot treasure forever weather i say
sh-t you like or sh-t you don’t, f-ck it i never fade
and i never played them games you fakes and lames play
never say names get cake in plain day
rather blaze jane and bake my brain away
but i’m alert and focused like jordan on game day
recording the same way as them, not at all
i only need one shot and you can’t block the ball
we run for the guac rather you cop the raw
or work till like 1 o’clock in the morning no shopping mall
f-ck fashion you dudes is girls i pop ya braw
hope you crash in your coup one jab will rock your jaw
stashing my loot my troops won’t stop at all
i’m a disaster in the booth when i wrote this i was behind the wall

- rkade

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