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letra de intro - skinz (uk rapper)

[verse]
apply the pressure to the brick
all this paper make ’em sick
i’m in the trap, i get it quick
get this money off the rip
i’m trapping in my j’s
you don’t get it don, behave
i’ll take this paper to my grave
i stack this paper and i save
i regulate around the block
all this dope up in my pot
i came from the curb
i cut a brick, that’s my word on it
hit the trap and stir on it
hit the trap and brrr on it
i’ll leave a n-gga in the past cah he’s too gassed
his b-tch ain’t even got no ass, why’s he talking wass?
i’m in the streets full of cash, i put this sh-t on blast
and when you see me in my mask, i come for all the stash
ayo i used kick doors and just grip fours
and to hit thеm ten shots, i ran up twenty-six floors
i put fiddy on my neck but thеy gon’ make me put a fiddy more
for the times we was poor and n-gga they don’t even know
right now the plugs ain’t landing so it’s different prices
it happens every christmas, coming like a trapper’s crisis
but i’ll pay that twenty-eight if it’s gon’ stop this virus
but i need eight for every corner if you want these slices
my n-gga done fifteen, they’ll soon free the lifers
they don’t even know how far you came, this sh-t was priceless
stacking fiddies but i’m still making sure i stack them fivers
i were listening to giggs, ain’t never played no mic righteous
still bottom top pushing, my trap spot cooking
they can’t afford my fee but they been tryna get me booking
i got this metal and my gold on me, i don’t care who looking
she been running up her miles but i don’t care who she been f-cking
cah it’s nuttin, when i touch her, it’s gon’ turn her suttin
so i’m cutting, i can’t let these b-tches get a look-in
now i’m coming, make a hunnid bands like it’s nuttin
i ain’t never seen that stamp but that’s my plug and yeah i trust him
i gotta take it to the top, i gotta hustle to the brink
gloves when i touch these packs cah i ain’t tryna leave a print
on the day i touch a m, i’ll probably bulletproof my tint
and when you see me rocking corteiz, i got that sh-t from clint
mummy raised a winner, mash and fillet steak for dinner
i’m staring down the barrel cah i’m gang and you ain’t a k!ller
i’ll creep through and catch you where you sleep
shoot you through the pillow, real blood spiller
if you ain’t sticking to the code then that’s free smoke
i just broke five bricks and made five-o
trapper of the year cah i’m the hardest trapper i know
they’re talking like they’re out here but they lie though
i ain’t never seen no nitties with corona
i were trapping through the whole pandemic, put that on my daughter
bicarb and the soda
fling it in the rex and watch it bubble with the coca
that white girl, i know her

- skinz uk rapper

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