letra de cap or not - sadboyshaq
[intro]
it’s shaq b-tch!
[chorus]
he got [?] is he cap or not
that sh-t is f-cking ankles
might [?] f-cking spot
i get money, i don’t want no f-cking jag
30 n-ggas outside your door
i sent that bread, they want they bag
she want some money i give her a sack
n-gga done met his match
i get the money, imma make it stack
i’m in the [?] like i got a catch
he not a n-gga that boy got a cat
f-ck, two glocks, cat in the hat
uh, two shots leaving him flat
f-ck it i’ll put two more in your back
im dropping sadboy, f-ck it i’m shaq
i drop a tape and they running it back
he confused my shooter not black
that n-gga new so cut him some slack
he better move like he running track
aiming at you, imma let it clap
cook him like food, n-gga that’s a wrap
[verse]
[?] nеws, n-gga that’s a trap
choppa got his ass running f-cking laps
head on the wall n-gga, f-ck a plaque
hands on thе wall n-gga turn your back
[?] your stupid ass better not lack
b-tch i’m masked up like jack black
they put a n-gga body in the trap
trap house booming, n-gga, that’s a fact
you said i’m lacking, n-gga, where you at
dcu staying with the pack
n-gga stay ducking, i don’t hear a quack
i don’t see a deuce b-tch, i see equations
his ass get popped like ronald reagan
i’m off the percs b-tch, i can’t take it
never capping, never fake it
you see these n-ggas, wanna play favorites
b-tch, if i see that lean i’ll drink it
you take my drugs you gotta go, i keep a stick to tote a pole
i’ll whip it out and you’ll never know
turn his dumb ass into a f-cking ghost
turn your stupid ass into a phantom
n-ggas ain’t real just like santa
she on my b-lls, no ash ketchum
he took your gun, why your ass let him
f-ck that b-tch, no, i can’t save her
these b-tches lie, just ask y’all’s majors
like a lollipop, she love the flavor
my b-tch mean like jamie hayter
i’ll hop out the coffin, undertaker
just like an ad lib, i got h-lla’ layers
she suck on that sh-t like a now and later
and that b-tch going up like an elevator
[chorus]
he got [?] is he cap or not
that sh-t is f-cking ankles
might [?] f-cking spot
i get money, i don’t want no f-cking jag
30 n-ggas outside your door
i sent that bread, they want they bag
she want some money i give her a sack
n-gga done met his match
i get the money, imma make it stack
i’m in the [?] like i got a catch
he not a n-gga that boy got a cat
f-ck, two glocks, cat in the hat
uh, two shots leaving him flat
f-ck it i’ll put two more in your back
im dropping sadboy, f-ck it i’m shaq
i drop a tape and they running it back
he confused my shooter not black
that n-gga new so cut him some slack
he better move like he running track
aiming at you, imma let it clap
cook him like food, n-gga that’s a wrap
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