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letra de we classic - slang g

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[intro]
h-llo world…
it’s anada one…
eben eazy

l’ego

[first verse]
you too microsoft
i go ultrahard
so when yall open windows
i break down doors
we so high we chillin above lords
it’s a pity they don’t make ’em like me anymore
i’m a vintage (vintage)
i’m a prototype (prototype)
young thriller(yeee heee)
young mike
i’m so ill i died & made me king
you made g king ? no
i made me king
flirtin’ with success the b-tch got a tongue ring
she told me she’s coming soon
keep pushing
screw uefa i’m in my own league
harsh words leave scars make your mind bleed
we cl-ssic
last of this g breed
food for thought homie, go get a plate
opportunities at the door
bills by the gate
we cl-ssic
don’t hate
congratulate

[hook]
(we cl-ssic)
swaggin’ on a hundred thousand trillion [-4]
(we cl-ssic)
swaggin’ on a hundred thousand trillion [-4]

[second verse]
i drop heavy lines
leaving dents on the track
i heard your lil’ joint boy i’m still not impressed (ha ha)
swagg down to earth
it ma’f-cken gravitates
ma language so strong you swear my tongue lift weights
i turn heads (yeah)
i drop jaws (yeah)
rap kats got paws with no claws
all i do is win
i ain’ lost in ages
slang to the g & the g stand for greatness
tell your girl to get the f off my p-n-s
n-gga who you think you’re..[i’m the motherf-cken greatest]
your boy so hot put satan outta business
next time rihanna ask who the f-ck run this
we are
you gon’ tell her we are
this is eben eazer
runnin’ till we blister
we run this!
i was ill in the first room of de school
now that’s first cl-ss sick like
booom

[hook]

[bridge]
yeah! (ha ha)
n.i.c.v
jus’ let it bump dawgy
let it bump
let it breathe
you know what i mean
(got ya boy)
jus’ wanna feel ma self for a sec

[third verse]
the only time you’ll ever drop a cl-ssic is when my cd falls from your jacket
they say is lonely at the top
we don’t need company
tracks bring healing
they should sell us at the pharmacy
fresh from the bushveld
your favourite rapper’s jocking me
swagger on a hundred thousand trillion
show ’em no mercy, d-mn straight we gon’ k!ll them
fresh from the province next door
tailor made swagger you can find us at the stoooore
we all real, no gimmicks
mpumalanga; that’s the pioneering spirit
no pad; it’s our time
period

[hook]

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