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letra de soundcloud rap (bonus version) - sadtrojan

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[intro]
(i love you sadtrojan)

[hook]
shawty b-tch, she actin’ up
why she keep harassin’ us?
she think i’m just soundcloud rap
the f-ck is that? got me crackin’ up
b-tch, i’m good, you mad or what? (what?)
i get checks no matter what (yeah)
flexin’ on the gram
ain’t sh-t in yo’ pockets, sh-t ain’t adding up (b-tch!)
i’m too real, can’t pull no stunt (yeah)
that’s my b-tch, yeah, she my punk (what?)
feel like i’m uzi, i’m forever young (yeah)
new b-tch, she thinkin’ that i’m one of one (yeah, yeah)
feel like i’m rhino, all i do is run
my shawty look good, i hit from the front (what?)
they question me but sh-t, i don’t know nun’ (yeah)
toyota trojan, i called him my son
[verse]
huh, he know i’m ridin’ around
huh, shawty, she look at me now
huh, trojan, i’m makin’ a sound
huh, i’m in the garden of chao
huh, told her slide and i know that she down (what?)
swipe the card, i don’t check my account
no, they don’t f-ck with me in my town
i’m on top, man, i need me a crown
she did me dirty, i had to forget her (what?)
but she not gettin’ away with my sweater (yeah)
she got me saved in her phone as a letter (huh?)
my raps are just gettin’ better and better (yeah)
new shawty want me but i never met her (what?)
we can be cool but we can’t get together (yeah)
gotta spit fire like i’m in the nether (what?)
so cold, i pull up, i’m changin’ the weather (yeah, yeah)
b-tch, yeah, i walk in that b-tch, ayy (huh?)
you can not talk in that b-tch, ayy (d-mn)
i got a rock on my wrist, ayy (yeah)
hear that they rockin’ with this, ayy (huh?)
i got five rings on my fist (what?)
three songs deep, i got ’em p-ssed (yeah)
i got eight hoes on my list (what?)
out the door, if you insist (yeah, yeah)
[hook]
shawty b-tch, she actin’ up
why she keep harassin’ us?
she think i’m just soundcloud rap
the f-ck is that? got me crackin’ up
b-tch, i’m good, you mad or what? (what?)
i get checks no matter what (yeah)
flexin’ on the gram
ain’t sh-t in yo’ pockets, sh-t ain’t adding up (b-tch!)
i’m too real, can’t pull no stunt (yeah)
that’s my b-tch, yeah, she my punk (what?)
feel like i’m uzi, i’m forever young (yeah)
new b-tch, she thinkin’ that i’m one of one (yeah, yeah)
feel like i’m rhino, all i do is run
my shawty look good, i hit from the front (what?)
they question me but sh-t, i don’t know nun’ (yeah)
toyota trojan, i called him my son

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