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letra de skyline tony too good - rxk nephew

[intro]
boss up, n-gga

[verse]
i’m feelin’ in that mood tonight
my b-tch been stressin’ me out all week, so play it cool tonight
chains out in the hood, i wish they would, i’ll act a fool tonight
i told my homie [?] “lemme get it, you ain’t doin’ it right”
they got a glock, ain’t shootin’ it right
b-tch wanna cool tonight
she wanna rub my back and cook a n-gga food tonight
my dog, he switched the day he said “we was too light”
one man army by myself ’cause they ain’t movin’ right
i got a l!ck i wanna hit, gotta play it smooth tonight
street n-gga in them streets, bands through the night
[?] go right up, tell my b-tch “we gon’ move tonight”
i dropped out, went right back to the trap, i couldn’t choose right
og said “success is lonely”, n-gga, good luck
i’ma let the opps diss, but they don’t pull up
that lil’ ho left me, i was in jail, i wasn’t good enough
i’m goin’ through some sh-t, lemme spark this woods or sum’n
i’ma [?]
all these fake ass gangstas, they be make-believe
throwin’ shots, paint ya face like it’s maybelline
no matter how many guns n-ggas got, they ain’t scarin’ me
grandma raised a gangsta and i mean it, n-gga
they gon’ talk about that sh-t if i ain’t’ seen it, n-gga
i don’t know my dad, and i don’t wanna meet the n-gga
i’ll beat a n-gga, hope he know his son a demon, n-gga
i told my partner hold it down if they set me up
walk in like i’m mojo jojo, my b-tch b-ttercup
all that subliminal diss, they love to sucker punch
catch an opp in the alley and stab his body up
stab his ass til i can’t stab no more
stab a n-gga, bend the knife, and make sure that it broke
make a opp [?] watch me while i slit his throat
make a opp walk the plank, throw ’em off the boat
sometimes i get off in my feelings, don’t know where to go
these n-ggas number one haters, but appearance broke
can’t take no pictures with my gun ’cause i’ma shoot you with it
can’t take no pictures in the kitchen, i whip deuces in it
i don’t wanna hear them rhymes, ain’t no truth in it
silencer on that b-tch, sound like a flute with it
auntie took the vaccine for a couple dollars
you know the straight drop i got, it’d fix the problems
grandma told me “don’t be eatin’ b-tches pasta”
b-tch can’t make a sandwich but want steak and lobster
i couldn’t walk a straight line, i used to fall and wobble
i never liked when people told me i got mental problems

- rxk nephew

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