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letra de rap beef - siptee

[intro: siptee]
(zay got the bass, the 808 slappin’)
uh, yeah
i feel the safest in the hood with k!llers, you know i know where the trap be
if i want ’em dead, we gon’ get ’em gone, l’m
telling you, this ain’t no rap beef

[chorus: siptee]
i feel the safest in the hood with k!llers, you know i know where the trap be
if i want ’em dead, we gon’ get ’em gone, l’m
telling you, this ain’t no rap beef
see you at the club, ain’t showing no love, i’m turning this b-tch to a track meet
i done got too much money, i ain’t fighting no more, but i use to beat sh-t up like zach b
man, i ran up and i’m goin’ farther than far, been goin’ hardеr then hard
k!llers on demand, thеy know i’m the youngest in charge, this za got me standing on mars
all my people straight, i done sent plenty check through them bars, i been pullin’ up, foreign cars
just get out the way ’cause these tires be leaving a mark, i won’t ever put it park
[verse 1: siptee]
back of the wrath, a young n-gga be sleeping in style, okay, okay, okay
brand new ap, i spend like 60k on a watch, okay, okay, okay
tired of this house, i’ma get me four stories tomorrow, okay, okay, okay
but when i’m in the trenches, i’m still feeling safe on the block, okay, okay, okay, yeah-yeah
used to be broke, n-ggas mad that my racks up
n-ggas thought i had seat belt, said i’m strapped up
she ain’t seen me in years, this a lamb’ truck
ain’t talking round of applause, he got clapped up like care if you act, you get sn-tch up
aaron donald with ya b-tch, got a sack up
they can’t handle me, i made ’em call for back up
we be all in the hood like we jacked up

[chorus: siptee & $upe]
i feel the safest in the hood with k!llers, you know i know where the trap be
if i want ’em dead, we gon’ get ’em gone, l’m
telling you, this ain’t no rap beef
see you at the club, ain’t showing no love, i’m turning this b-tch to a track meet
i done got too much money, ain’t fighting no more, but i use to beat sh-t up like zach b
man, i ran up and i’m goin’ farther than far, been goin’ harder then hard (goin’ harder than hard)
k!llers on demand, they know i’m the youngest in charge (uh, yeah), this za got me standing on mars
all my people straight, i done sent plenty check through them bars (uh, yeah), i been pullin’ up, foreign cars (pullin’ up, foreign cars)
just get out the way ’cause these tires be leaving a mark (uh, yeah), i won’t ever put it park (yeah-yeah)

[verse 2: $upe]
i get on my knees and i pray, then i get off my ass and go get it (go get it)
two glizzys, i came out the trenches
i can die right now, but the world gon’ keep spinnin’, i get it, free thugger, we ran up them digits (we ran up them digits)
these n-ggas that with me bear arms like a grizzly (right)
these hoes stickin’ to me these hundreds, they sticky
stackin’ sh-t up, i ain’t do no simpin’ (nah)
my shirt fear of god, so i put on these christian (i’m putting sh-t on)
ain’t no squares in my circle, i’m better (i’m better)
and this b double g sh-t forever (this sh-t forever)
she was broke ’til i put her together, this chain or my b-tch i don’t know who be wetter (uh)
i’m big playa, hugh heffner could never (he could never)
she know i’m trap baby, fo’ sure
pockets stuff but i still want some mo’
i can’t wait on no n-gga, i go
stuck in the hole with no shovel, real n-ggas, they dig what i’m sayin’ (they dig what i’m sayin’)
cool ass n-gga, but that don’t mean come ’round here playin’ (come ’round here playin’)
spend the night, bag for what lil’ b-tch know, she ain’t stayin’ (know she gone)
n-ggas thought he f-ck my bih ’til she turn around ask what he payin’
b-tch, i’m the man (b-tch, i’m the man)
[chorus: siptee]
i feel the safest in the hood with k!llers, you know i know where the trap be
if i want ’em dead, we gon’ get ’em gone, l’m
telling you, this ain’t no rap beef
see you at the club, ain’t showing no love, i’m turning this b-tch to a track meet
i done got too much money, i ain’t fighting no more, but i use to beat sh-t up like zach b
man, i ran up and i’m goin’ farther than far, been goin’ harder then hard
k!llers on demand, they know i’m the youngest in charge, this za got me standing on mars
all my people straight, i done sent plenty check through them bars, i been pullin’ up, foreign cars
just get out the way ’cause these tires be leaving a mark, i won’t ever put it park

[outro]
uh-huh

- siptee

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