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letra de ima show'm - sleekgatto

ima show em

verse 1:
why they don’t wanna admit
how im so swaggy and b-tches be all on my d-ck
you know ima spit
like i just walked up to the plate and the ball im so focused to hit
just got a play but don’t try ta play me
think that you know it then ima wide 80
go missing like perry ain’t talking bout katy
if you try to jack im deflating yo head like i’m brady
tom that is
and im not buying that pint if it don’t got a seal
no i’m not stupid i might sign a deal
too get off the block i’m too much like o’neal
if im on the block ian talking bout trades
taking my heat to chicago like i was dwade
forgot that you owe i gotta get paid
total recall just like i was sleek quad
get to the chopper like schwarzenegger
i dial up the blitz like i’m dom capers
i always be snapping like alligators
you can’t buy a bar what you need a favor
hand out wanna high five shit
get a closed fist and d-ck
my shooter like steph long range he don’t miss
and he keep a klay thomp on his hip side kick
one day you gotta admit
i’m sleek mc hammer cause i’m too legit
i gotta go big i’m not talking bout krit
got the streets down pack like it came with kit
somebody tell me who hotter than me
must be pat riley he stay with the heat
but even if he was 1000 degrees right next to the devil while on to his knees
he still ain’t half of how hot i can be
hold up
i gotta go get me a dollar
never do stunt project pat popping collars
beating the baby well beating the toddler
got birds like twitter that’s why i get followed
coming to take all the shine ain’t waiting in line
how i’m doing hoe i’m fine
except that i lost a whole year of my time
and i can’t get it back so i’m gonna get mine
for yo every one bar i got four
didn’t wanna say my bro trap at the store
i’m ochocinco whenever i score
imitate my opponent or the hall of fame coat
my bars realer than this donald trump shit
f-ck it sleek gatto for president
or maybe i’m high and that’s manifest
but this ain’t no game ain’t no san andreas
i can switch up the flow so easy
what chu don’t think that that fat meat is greasy
sorry for the wait now i’m feeling like wheezy
i trap or die just like i was sleek who
fill in the blank
ima young nigga who sipping the syrup and im smoking the dank
do what chu can’t
yeah i be sinning but i never declared that i was saint
backwood seven grams k!lling me
when i hit it feel like i’m in a guillitene
when i wake up issa hunnid in my pocket
and when i go to sleep i got the same number of problems
shoo fly b-tch don’t bother
like phat im the hardest since carter
i wrap up a brick put it in a duffle and then take a ride on a charter
i’m full of that drank she let me go to sleep hold up this is my stop don’t go farther
she got mad at me so she balled up her fist so i told her you looking like arthur
money laundering at a laundry mat
you know that i count up stacks
catch a play i’m so intact
big play threat i run it back
laws chasing me in open space i make em miss
tyreke hill im just to quick
throw up the x when i cancel a b-tch
lil mama begging i told her to quit
why you think you so offic
yo b-tch pillow talking told me where you hiding them bricks
ion even need that shit you know what i did
i called my youngin and told em go hit you a lick
trained em well like denzel
trapping n capping i’m shipping the bells
you try to jack then i must wish you well
i am no lucci but how can’t you tell
318 louisiana you know it’s must that i gotta take off from the boot
rest in peace lil phat and lil snupe he wanted a coupe
in this shit all by myself
i got my foot on the gas and my foot on they throat
please take me for a joke so i can get the last laugh on gelato o smoke
mama want me in school trapping n capping i gotta abide by the rules
don’t ever take me for a fool
glock make you holla holla just like you was jarule
told niggas that i rap narcolepsy i swear that they took them a nap
coming to get me a sack
coming to get me a sack just like i’m warren sapp
rapping n trapping just run me the ep
ups they just left issa box on my steps
i dive in a b-tch just like i’m michael phelps
and take me a swim you don’t know how it felt

chorus:
niggas don’t think that my bars are real
(ima show em ima show em)
niggas don’t think ima sign me a deal
(ima show em ima show em)
nigga still thinking that he can’t get k!lled
(ima show em ima show em)
but just for right now ima gone head and chill
(now i owe em now i owe em )

- sleekgatto

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