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letra de boom bap trap - sina stacks

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i got boom bap tracks bumping in the trap

if i hear a beat that slaps, then i’m known to snap

doesn’t matter if its this or that

slap a label on me, i’ll just slap ya right back

got labels on my back, contracts on the table like i’m back in cl-ss

billy madison i hope i p-ss it fast, onto to the rapping and the cash

i got girls from my past that straight up used to p-ss

and now they growin up into broads that wanna smash

an after-thot, thats what i’m callin that

so i just hit it and i do not call her back

tauntin’ provoking, flaunting and jokin’, my pockets are stretching, my wallet is broken

i’m brett the hitman, your broke boys just owen

sharpshoot an old friend, my theory is low end

left my phone in el segundo, i need a moment

but time stops for no man, so i need a second

back to the future, too mcfly for the present

gull wing doors on the porsche 911

versace, giueseppe, givenchy and louis

italian and french i feel like im fluent

leo da vinci with, hip hop influence

im winning, you losing

im making these movements

teaching my students

dont worry about misses as long as you shooting

these b-tches dont love ya, they just love the music

waves in the wakes that we make, they just want to cruise it

learn from your mistakes, use your head son, dont lose it

forget your ego before i go ahead and bruise it

i wanna be

bruce lee with the kicks y’all can’t test me, great one like gretzky, i’m too wet, i pull up in a kawasaki jet ski

these chicks all tryna check me, for the record, i ain’t even flexing

on the records i’m just reflecting, used to look in the mirror and hate my reflection

now i look in the mirror and just count my blessings, who the f-ck am i? thats a d-mn good question

lifes too short for depression, so i had to quit worrying and and stop stressing

set my sights on my name in the lights, i wanna be a legend

sina stacks on the track, i preach it like a reverend

always keep em guessin, always got a trick up the sleeve

young houdini, with the hits, some sh-t youve never seen

knock the game out, by the age of nineteen

rebel with a cause, so i roll with my team

young james deen, swerving off the green

beast of eden from the middle east, im the king

i’m the shah

call it what you want, im the atomic bomb born in iran

refugee status fam when we moved to the dot

now i’m in the ville where the block is always hot

but theirs no shots fired, we just dippin from the cops

[freestyle sh-t idek]

- sina stacks

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