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letra de crack house - rxk nephew

[intro]
yeah, welcome to my house, baby
we got baiters, we got percs, we got grams, we got silver (psychopat)
we got beans, we got-, we got everything you need, you know what i’m sayin’?
we got dabs, we got wax, we got acid, we got shrooms, we got everything
my white boy around the corner, he got homegrown

[verse]
cook up a deuce, help me ease out the day (yeah)
new [?] less ’bout fame (yeah, yeah)
pricе drop down, that sh-t gave me fame (yеah)
i think i’m lackin’, get shot in they face (yeah, grrt)
twelve kick door, i’m jumpin’ the gate (nyoom)
only time that i pray is when i catch a case (yeah)
the devil be real, the love be fake
take out the dishes and clean out the sink (yeah, yeah)
get a 3.5 like, “have a nice day”
i’ve been through a lot, i’m stronger today (yeah, yeah)
hit that b-tch with some fetti, it’s stronger today
get shot in your face, won’t be a [?] (grrt, grrt)
grinded my life, but i never wore skates (yeah)
korean kambo when i get the ‘caine (yeah, yeah)
i’m trap mooska when i traffic ‘caine (trap mooska)
i’m young zooka with an ak (i’m young zooka)
all my life, they had a foot on my neck (all my life)
i ain’t goin’ out like that n-gga george floyd (yeah, yeah)
i was young, i didn’t play with toys (yeah, yeah)
i wanted a .9 as a little boy (yeah, yeah)
run a n-gga over, like water boy (run a n-gga over)
come through, cop you a colder, boy (yeah, yeah)
we got girls, we got bundles of boy (yeah, yeah)
head tap a n-gga, cross the gun line, boy (yeah, yeah)
anthony anderson crack bags (anthony anderson)
white l!ck look like jennifer aniston (jennifer aniston)
nose bleed, she can handle it (nose bleed)
wrist in the pot, i’m scramblin’ (yeah)
mexican plug look like george lopez (george lopez)
pull up like grubhub on a moped (nyoom)
new breed trapper, ain’t have no dad (yeah)
me and papi go way back, like four flags (yeah, yeah)
a6 on swingin’ like the new [?]
street n-gga, in the center console got hot sauce (yeah, yeah)
slide through the paint, b-tch, lookin’ like hot sauce (yeah)
a1 moves in the pot, like hot sauce (yeah, yeah)
get on the booth, feel like lil b (get on the booth)
i used to smoke weed, listen to lil b (yeah, yeah)
i’ll slap the f-ck out of a boogie and pnb (yeah, yeah)
shoot the f-ck out a n-gga, like i’m lil reese (grrrt, grrt, grrrt)
k!ll the f-ck out a n-gga, like i’m lil reese (grrrt, grrt, grrrt)
let a n-gga come run up on me, like i’m lil b (yeah)
i’ll slap the f-ck out of a boogie and pnb (yeah, yeah)
for f-ckin’ with my n-gga based god, lil b (my n-gga)
i right ’round the corner, like cousin st–z (b-tch)
my b-tch get mad, don’t to smell of my feet (yeah)
i ain’t take off my shoes for a whole week (yeah)
i’ve been on the block for a whole week (yeah, yeah)
(ayy) i’m smugglin’ drugs everyday, that’s the way (yeah, yeah)
f-ck up my lungs with this gas everyday (yeah)
baby f-ck up her nose, snortin’ up all the ‘caine (yeah, yeah)
i jumped off the porch, started dealin’ with jakes (jumped off the porch)
my grandmama told me i’m stuck in my way (grandmama told me)
she said i’m determined, sometimes undefined (yeah, yeah)
in the concrete jungle with the heart of a lion
seen my first .30 when i got excited
thirty-one grams of crack cocaine
twelve turn their back, put that b-tch on a plane
two rocks in that b-tch, like have a nice day
i really sold cocaine all my life (yeah)
i used to cut my coke with vitamin powder before i started usin’ miami ice
first stolen car was a caravan (yeah, yeah)
i jump in with a flathead (yeah, yeah)
pop that b-tch and get to goin’ (yeah, yeah)
both my aunties, they was smokin’ (both my aunties)
my grandma and my momma both know it (yeah)
grandma bought me grand theft auto: san andreas (yeah)
uncle came through and stole it (and stole it)
i swear to god, i wanted to smoke him (grrt)
but i knew that he was smokin’ (my uncle)
auntie geekin’ on the dope stick (yeah)
trap house look like malcom in the middle
big glock like phil from the future
auntie thought she was that’s so raven, seen the future (yeah)
i cannot make this up, this is true (yeah)
i’ve been playin’ with guns since blues clues (yeah)
in my hood, there was no rules (yeah)
i robbed my best friend who i went to school with (yeah)
punched him out his nikes, took his jewelry (punched him out)
he like, “d-mn, n-gga, we was friends” (d-mn)
i’m like, “shut yo’ b-tch ass up” (shut yo’ b-tch ass up)
n-gga, my uncle just took my game
n-gga, that sh-t had me hittin’ stains (yeah, yeah)
.30 clip sing, like eddie kane (yeah, yeah)
five temptations with the k (five temptations)
up the clip, beat a n-gga face (grrt, grrt)
i ain’t never think kevin hart was funny (yeah, yeah)
i think mike epps was way better (way better)
pull up, head sl!ck back like pinkie (nyoom)
stone c old steve with a black vest, leather (stone cold steve)
when i was young, i used to love mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
homie got high, i went and robbed mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
n-gga, i ain’t never worked for mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
remember when i got some p-ssy off mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
remember when i got some head at mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
trap so much, might open a mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
i don’t even listen to gucci no more (yeah)
and i d-mn sure don’t eat no mcdonalds (yeah, yeah)
trap house line look like mcdonalds (yeah)
n-gga, you a clown, lookin’ like mcdonalds (yeah)
i used to help with groceries for a dollar (yeah, yeah)
but i save a lot next to family dollar (yeah, yeah)
n-gga, i’m [?], who want a problem? (ayy)
auntie [?] make fifty dollars (ayy)
unc standin’ in the street, that n-gga wildin’ (ayy)
he stoppin’ traffic beggin’ for a dollar (ayy)
that’s what it look like on [?] (yeah, yeah)
i remember i was young, almost caught an arson (yeah, yeah)
momma drink more beer than stone cold steve austin (yeah, yeah)
walk out the trap, like stone cold steve austin (yeah, yeah)
stone cold stunna, traffic’ workin’ austin (yeah, yeah)
i stone cold your ass to a coffin
drive the audi, like stone cold steve austin (nyoom)
neph drunk as f-ck, he barely walkin’ (yeah, yeah)
i’m in the trap, -cough- -cough- (i’m in the trap)
white l!ck said that the coke was awesome (yeah, yeah)
b-tch, that sh-t i was talkin’ ’bout came from boston (yeah)
might catch a few nose bleeds often (yeah, yeah)
[outro]
yeah
-cough- -cough- (yeah, yeah)
-cough- -cough-
-cough- -cough-

- rxk nephew

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