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letra de can't see me - rocky badd

[intro]
ooh, i ain’t gotta say my name no more!
yeah, yeah
(henny got the beats, he a shooter with the drum)
look

[verse 1]
give me my money in stacks, i’m addin’ interest, no funds missin’
real b-tches know how to listen, where we from different
tell all my enemies (?), know i catch ’em coked up
family they choked up ’cause they bleedin’
i’m a westside hardbody, been puttin’ on
where i’m from, even women get they face blown
welcome to h-ll, motherf-cker, once you get in my city
that’s why they flew me out to cali’, here, they can’t f-ck with me
even alone i hold my own and i’m still gon’ slide
can’t n0body say i’m hidin’ ’cause i’m still outside
i can’t die and it ain’t hard for me to shake that
this watered-down sh-t done d-mn near made me hate rap
it ain’t sh-t on my head but a face tat
i’m from the ‘wood, when it’s smoke, you gotta face that
give a f-ck about your family, whether dead or alive
they ask why?
’cause every time they try, b-tches can’t see me -grrrah-

[chorus]
you b-tches can’t see me (ah, ah, hold on)
these b-tches can’t see me (on my mama)
you b-tches can’t see me (the real b)
these b-tches can’t see me
[verse 2]
these b-tches made a mistake when they ain’t stay in they place
my name alone be breakin’ b-tches, they can’t live with the weight
these lil’ apps got ’em thinkin’ that they famous
i get the address when i google what they name is
f-ck whoever switched, i ain’t need ’em anyway
you too grown for my d-ck to be the only thing you ate
can’t hold a tampon in your p-ssy but you out here havin’ s-x doe
how the f-ck you get a deal but now you back broke?
b-tches f-ckin’ for designer look what clothes do
i know what ho’s do, they play like they not ho’s too
real gangsters move, ’cause they supposed to
why b-tches don’t know that these bullets go through ho’s too?
would’a thought the b-tch was b-tchless if she ain’t bark
every time a b-tch ain’t with her friends, now she can’t talk (ho)
i make b-tches call they people (ho), they know that ain’t my ego (ho)
’cause muhf-cka’ it ain’t even dark, you just can’t see me (baow)

[chorus]
you b-tches can’t see me (on my mama, on my mama)
these b-tches can’t see me (woo)
you b-tches can’t see me (and you can’t, westside)
these b-tches can’t see me

[outro]
i’on even know why b-tches actin’ like they can
i know what the f-ck goin’ on, f-ck you tal’m bout
ha, b-tch
(visualize what you can’t see)
i know you mad, (?) b-tch
(you can’t, you can’t see me)
i would be too if i was you
haha, -grrrah-

- rocky badd

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