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letra de i'll rather - rocky badd

[verse 1: mozzy]
i’d rather bang what i’m banging
never switch sides, you a godd-mn lier
[?] tryna play the middle, that’s what got his ass fried
[?] the time
i’d never tell, h-ll na, i’d rather die
ain’t no white flags [?]
i’d never tell, h-ll na, i’d rather die
b-tch it ain’t no white flags over here [?]
[?] money on my mind
[?] money on the line
f-ck her from behind, but i’d rather get the neck
she my lil brother type, so i let him get [?]
took thе b-tch [?] ran off for the check
we don’t do it for thе fame, b-tch, we do it for the set
pull up on a sucker, and do [?] with no regrets
i just bought the hood guns, these n-ggas’d rather flex
[chorus: rocky badd]
i’d rather keep sh-t quiet
i’d rather keep sh-t solid
broke boy, keep out of my pockets
that’s the type of sh-t that get vilant
n-ggas stay lying
i already know who ain’t got it
don’t give a f-ck what n-ggas bought
i cut a f-ck n-gga off
lame ass n-ggas just soft
b-tch ass n-ggas just talk
you can tell i’m a boss by the walk

[verse 2: rocky badd]
a hundred, i ain’t even gotta talk
b-tches gon die when they caught
i don’t give a f-ck about jail
b-tch, i don’t ever call 12
i’d rather go to h-ll, just to touch a lil b-tch who ain’t never seen a cell
i’d rather ride on my feet
grown not a freak, but this [?] speak
throw me some cash for you leave
make him leave the cash cause i’m me
these hoes ain’t nothing like me
tell me why [?]
[?] and it’s free
[?] off a b-tch
[?] b-tch
i’d rather [?] me a b-tch
[?] just for laughing
can’t fool me, cause i’m hip and i know oes cappin
imma make these bumm hoes [?]
be cool with the tool [?]
i don’t drop [?] somebody gon die, n-gga
[?] my side n-ggas
still tatted up, but pretty [?]
[?] probably just buy liquor
f-ck it run a tab [?]
hoes head better, don’t matter, cause i don’t kiss her
imma do the dash with cash, cause i don’t miss her
[?]
[chorus: rocky badd]
i’d rather keep sh-t quiet
i’d rather keep sh-t solid
broke boy, keep out of my pockets
that’s the type of sh-t that get vilant
n-ggas stay lying
i already know who ain’t got it
don’t give a f-ck what n-ggas bought
i cut a f-ck n-gga off
lame ass n-ggas just soft
b-tch ass n-ggas just talk
you can tell i’m a boss by the walk

[verse 3: rocky badd]
running to a bag and it’s heavy
imma show my ass when i’m ready
he don’t got no cash, and he peddy
[?] got a flatbed like a chevy
n-ggas sleep more than they hustle
probably paranoid in the jungle
probably [?] with some bubbles
go to your room [?] trouble
n-gga [?] muzzle
replace these n-ggas, these b-tches
i don’t chase these b-tches
i erase these b-tches
and i don’t save these b-tches
[?] want it, ho, come and get it
foot on they necks [?] for a minute
ride with a shooter, but windows is tinted
i’m bout that life, and these b-tches not in it
no, kicking b-tches out like a kickstand
it ain’t hard to find where the bumms at
and if you still broke when you come back
please don’t tell n0body this a comeback
all my n-ggas on go
all my b-tches want smoke
can’t eat with them, they broke
can’t beef with them, they hoes
[chorus: rocky badd]
i’d rather keep sh-t quiet
i’d rather keep sh-t solid
broke boy, keep out of my pockets
that’s the type of sh-t that get vilant
n-ggas stay lying
i already know who ain’t got it
don’t give a f-ck what n-ggas bought
i cut a f-ck n-gga off
lame ass n-ggas just soft
b-tch ass n-ggas just talk
you can tell i’m a boss by the walk

- rocky badd

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