letra de brick lesnar - rome streetz & stack moolah
my name ring ’cause i clapped the deputy and headshot the sheriff
that’s the plot, my mind is locked on a pot of treasure
i need the guap before i ever chase a thot for pleasure
big knots in my pocket, brolic like brock lesnar
you n-ggas rap in a group, cool, you get popped together
gunpowder on my sweater when i shot berettas
drugs under my nails, dirty scale that i use to measure
materials that melt they mind and they ask for еxtra
leave with some cokе and a smile and a e for effort
a bundle of joy, oh boy, these the perks of flexin’
and finessin’ like pyramid schemes
streets real slimy, get left red if you green
sent to the afterlife at the traffic light
all you heard was a blast and a flash of white when he clapped the pipe
brains splash all over the dash fast, and that’s your life
f-ck all that, y’all still ain’t rappin’ right
y’all fools know my grooves been smooth like yak with ice
there ain’t no rules, they can’t find you, they whack your wife
gamblin’, if that’s your vice, bring your gat to dice
[?] cost a price, you pay with your life
it ain’t always lucrative
and far-fetched to find out a smart n-gga died over stupid sh-t
pushin’ soft [?], was taught to respect ruthlessness
flip a dollar and [?], new york tutelage
my life like a motion picture minus the movie script
your b-tch quote my scripture and m-st-rbate, i’m too legit
give a f-ck who you is
letras aleatórias
- letra de love, love, love - kz tandingan
- letra de un mondo più vero - michele bravi
- letra de satellites - aleksander with
- letra de venus in furs - the velvet underground
- letra de du sier du vil (det tror jeg) - aasmund nordstoga
- letra de your light - joshua radin
- letra de week 8 reading journal - jesse villatoro
- letra de black card - ateyaba
- letra de great white plains - nat lefkoff
- letra de pwnd - the illusionists