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letra de chiraq - skimane & word play

[verse 1: word play]
know some tru n-gg-s that down to ride for a homicide when it’s drama time
do you -ss like john gotti, the detectives get traumatized
i can fight lil’ n-gg- don’t underestimate my size
don’t f-ck with the wrong n-gg- ’cause my enemy’s enemy is my ally
carl crawford, carlos peña, ichiro, i got hitters n-gg-
hope you do gymnastics ’cause i know people that’ll split you n-gg-
sneak diss and i’ll come at you like twitter n-gg-
i’m the best rapper, case closed no zipper n-gg-
we got beef, i’ll cook it n-gg-, make burgers out of your crew n-gg-
give a n-gg- a new era ’cause this wooden casket gon fit you n-gg-
lk all my clothes homie, wrist ice i’m froze homie
rip jayare homie, cali swag my creez homie
i run the lou like marshall faulk, i f-ck with houston and travi$ scott
ysl that saint laurent, i k!ll beats from j-hawk
it’s electric like static shock, ’90s baby with a big c-ck
no chevy n-gg- but i rock, i’m high i sp-ce walk
i’m a sooner, but i don’t owe you n-gg-
you stole my swag you owe me n-gg-
come to your head like shampoo n-gg-
after that i face two n-gg-
mix monster and vodka n-gg-
i’m f-ck up like your hairline n-gg-
ain’t write sh-t after sp-cewalk n-gg-
i’m the goat, baaaaaa n-gg-

[verse 2: skimane]
dolla signs, chalk lines, n-gg-s k!ll, for the paper
all the time, in the back, some b-tch, orchestrated
see me afro, cut low, and it’s tapered
it gotta stay, super fresh, never know when pictures taking
dem feds taking ’em, fans taking ’em, instagram got hoes faking and feeling famous
man these b-tches really famous
bruh i seen her regular -ss, and regular car, and regular clothes in her regular hood
she got all them likes, but formal dawg she really no good
bar for bar i’m giving game instructions, e-how
lick the kitty, meow, eat the booty, hard foul
can’t do it, not my style, ion even like kissing
she be wondering why, i be like, “ion know where your lips been, but i’m full of gin, let’s get it in”
i’m the sh-t like [?], and it don’t depend, it’s all the time
all my lines, full of electrical lines
like the charter guy, this system ain’t no [?] guy
i need my money in all 5’s, he freed the slaves so that’s all i like
touch the mic it froze, start icing, when i spoke it burned
you destroy 100%, and that’s just something i learned
n-gg-s hating on the low, what i saw and what i heard
ion even want the love ’cause it’s safer to be feared

- skimane word play

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