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letra de l3v3l - rob vicious

[intro]
yeah
wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch, say, b-tch? (ayy, ayy, ayy)
what you say, b-tch? hold on, wait, wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch? hold on, wait, wait

[chorus]
sick of these n-ggas, i’m sick of these b-tches
you ain’t real, you a real f-ck n-gga, no lie
these b-tches fake sisters, got two b-tches kissin’
feelin’ like three 6, n-gga, i stay fly
don’t get it f-cked up, i still pull up
set one of these b-tch ass n-ggas on fire
that f-ck n-gga sh-t ’round here won’t fly
lil’ n-gga, real recognize real, no lie
i’ma tell you how it feel, keep it real, no lie
popped a bean last night, n-gga, i’m still high
keep rollin’ that dope, b-tch, let’s get fried
i won’t check no ho and i don’t get tired
if she get in that dope, then she got my eye
if it ain’t no dope, n-gga, i ain’t buy it
i don’t trap no more, lil’ n-gga, i’m lyin’
these n-ggas want smoke ’til they start dyin’

[post-chorus]
hold on, wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch?
all these banana clips
i go apesh-t
i said, i said wait, b-tch
break your bank, b-tch
go ask them other b-tches
ho, i ain’t sh-t

[verse]
big bro, i just hit a karo for some lean, lean, lean, ayy
good pour, hit it with the karo and it still look clean, yeah
f-ck ho, she wanna f-ck for a bean, bean, bean, ayy
money rolls, n-gga, gang gang on the same d-mn thing, yeah
these n-ggas, they can’t even reach my level
f-ck a f-ck n-gga, don’t make me reach my metal
wife a sl-t, nah, i want head, baby, we can’t settle
light you up, yeah, had to tell the lil’ b-tch, “you ain’t special”
you ain’t on that same sh-t, then you should get ’round
came up sellin’ crack rock, but i want bricks now
yeah, rob you for the money, p-ssy n-gga, better get down
if it ain’t some money, i don’t wanna know the get-down
way that i be flexin’, i might d-ck a n-gga b-tch down
already hit, so lil’ b-tch, i gotta dip now

[chorus]
sick of these n-ggas, i’m sick of these b-tches
you ain’t real, you a real f-ck n-gga, no lie
these b-tches fake sisters, got two b-tches kissin’
feelin’ like three 6, n-gga, i stay fly
don’t get it f-cked up, i still pull up
set one of these b-tch ass n-ggas on fire
that f-ck n-gga sh-t ’round here won’t fly
lil’ n-gga, real recognize real, no lie
i’ma tell you how it feel, keep it real, no lie
popped a bean last night, n-gga, i’m still high
keep rollin’ that dope, b-tch, let’s get fried
i won’t check no ho and i don’t get tired
if she get in that dope, then she got my eye
if it ain’t no dope, n-gga, i ain’t buy it
i don’t trap no more, lil’ n-gga, i’m lyin’
these n-ggas want smoke ’til they start dyin’

[outro]
hold on, wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch?
i said, i said wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch?
hold on, wait, b-tch, wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch?
i said, i said wait, b-tch
what you say, b-tch?

- rob vicious

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