letra de get familiar - slik jack
verse:
i love the game but fact remains sh-ts for da payday primairaly
mass grave for my accessive chain collection when they bury me
moneys on my brain its all im sayin like im gary v
these broke b-tches mundane whole campaignes very week
you never eat you can’t hang we rank wit da heavy leagues
several g’s like we robbed a bank you cats is petty theives
if i get writers block they dope sick like sweaty feinds
f with me i’ll have you drenched in blood like that carrie scene
wholes teams jailbirds sicka being caged like parakeets
flew the coop ta pursue da loot fly dude wit desert e’s
its my expertese, you shoot hoops me its the metal peice
i shot a dude last week , i hope he doesnt rest in peice
40 fulla kerosene spin ya head like carroselle
my lifes a terror tale quite colorful like a parrots tail
i dont stress an l, serve ya wife all my bechamel
you dont know cuz she dont kiss and tell
butch yo b-tch is a jizzabelle
chorus:
get familiar with the name things around here bout ta change
front doors over there. if you got any complaints
yall ain’t built like that .it just isnt in your veins
roll up in this b-tch wit tanks ..and. flatten the terrain
x2
verse :
i meditate possible flaws for i perpatrate a perfect heist
plans go without a hitch. without my bl!ck takin a persons life
cause one hit you could be survin life. i rather sip borboun wit ice
at the crib watchin my kids live the suburbon life
(ooof) ….. pen game sharper then a surgeons knife
murder mics and earn the stripes ,make rappers twist and turn at night
tuck ya chains and clutch your purses tight, we workin nights our faces never surface light
na they dont know me nuff ta profile and judge use ta be coked out wit guns now im toned down as f-ck
it was us that caused the town flood.wit underground love
made it out the mud now we on pedastals wit gold crowns son
got no pounds for the clowns that sold out to the fuzz
catch me tip toeing outtcha house all they found was the gloves
( o.j ) yall broke thats why ya girls wearing gstrings fulla-ones
while my wifes comftorble at the crib cleaning the funds
hook
get familiar with the name , things around here bout ta change
front doors over there. if you got any complaints
yall ain’t built like that .it just isnt in your veins
roll up in this b-tch wit tanks ..and. flatten the terrane
x2
letras aleatórias
- letra de eigen vader/solo - jelle verse
- letra de flash - kelow latesha
- letra de pts.of.athrty - jay gordon
- letra de para el futuro - tres coronas
- letra de ay coño - echoisthename
- letra de poulet maafe - napoleon da legend
- letra de your shoes are the star of the show - louis xiv
- letra de trag - goblini
- letra de sorry - miyagi
- letra de shibuya - free nationals & syd