letra de gloomy 2 - sadboyshaq
[chorus]
n-gga, stop talkin’ and hear yourself (and hear yourself)
hang up the mic and then go hang yourself
this sh-t was bad for the ears man, yeah, this sh-t can’t sell
b-tch insecure, she talkin’ ’bout my ho, b-tch, yeah, go change yourself
up that f-ckin’ choppa on him, leave his ass gloomy
tap in, you can talk to god, man, shoutout the shroomy
b-tch, i’ll chase you ’til i die, i’m like dr. [?]
that sh-t is ass, yo’ ass is blind, man, yo’ ass is clueless
you ain’t worth the f-ckin’ time, bake a n-gga like a pie
drive a n-gga f-ckin’ crazy, make him commit suicide
up that choppa ’bout my baby, monkey boy, now you can’t climb
bullets rain down on top of yo’ head just like some f-ckin’ slime
i seen n-ggas, why y’all tryna laugh? it ain’t the f-ckin’ time
only brick i know is cocaine whеn it’s in my f-ckin’ mind
b-tch be spittin’ all these trash ass raps and sh-t, likе let it shine
hm, y2j, i add ’em to the list, you better get in line
[verse]
7.62, that b-tch like usher, they gon’ let it burn
feed ’em to them boys with no face like it’s the wrong turn
teach these n-ggas every-f-ckin’-thing, but they still never learn
choppa sanitize a n-gga, treat ’em like a f-ckin’ germ
ugh, call the hotline, do it on the phone
i don’t f-ck with demons, but i got some sh-t that take your soul
let’s see how far it go, i got coin like mario
if i bounce out on a b-tch with a chop and miss, i’ma just dart the ho
[chorus]
n-gga, stop talkin’ and hear yourself (and hear yourself)
hang up the mic and then go hang yourself
this sh-t was bad for the ears man, yeah, this sh-t can’t sell
b-tch insecure, she talkin’ ’bout my ho, b-tch, yeah, go change yourself
up that f-ckin’ choppa on him, leave his ass gloomy
tap in, you can talk to god, man, shoutout the shroomy
b-tch, i’ll chase you ’til i die, i’m like dr. [?]
that sh-t is ass, yo’ ass is blind, man, yo’ ass is clueless
you ain’t worth the f-ckin’ time, bake a n-gga like a pie
drive a n-gga f-ckin’ crazy, make him commit suicide
up that choppa ’bout my baby, monkey boy, now you can’t climb
bullets rain down on top of yo’ head just like some f-ckin’ slime
i seen n-ggas, why y’all tryna laugh? it ain’t the f-ckin’ time
only brick i know is cocaine when it’s in my f-ckin’ mind
b-tch be spittin’ all these trash ass raps and sh-t, like let it shine
hm, y2j, i add ’em to the list, you better get in line
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