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letra de hurricane - slimesito

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[intro]
(evilgiane)
(surf gang)
(i love this sh-t nino)
brazy
yeah
sito, sito, sito

[chorus]
i don’t care what you claim
from the night to the day i be makin’ sh-t rain
i be poppin’ them pills just to keep my ass sane
i’m gon’ step like a vet cause’ you know i been trained
i be drippin’ in slime, yeah it flow through my veins
i be high as f-ck all the time thinkin’ about liu kang
you the typa’ n-gga to get robbed for a chain
i be f-ckin’ your thot, she be givin’ me good brain
got tats on my eyelids, i feel just like wayne
she wipin’ her nose but she not off that cocaine
don’t matter what, i won’t change for my gang
i’m sippin’ on codeine, that sh-t got me insane
big body foreign whip, know i’m gon’ switch lanes
i’m off that codeine, that sh-t got me insane
i bust down my wrist, i ain’t rockin’ no plain jane
that water on me like i’m stuck in the hurricane
[verse]
can’t f-ck with n-ggas cause’ these n-ggas move too strange
i’m tyin’ n-ggas up like i tie my shoestring
you disrespect the gang, you know you get flamed
can’t politic with n-ggas doin’ that fake sh-t
i’m surrounded by them slimes, you know they gon’ take sh-t
i’m strikin’ all the pharmacies with the same strip
shot him in the face he gon’ need a facelift
i’m posted in the trenches, still with the same clique
i’m posted on the block, i’m totin’ the same trip
i slimed the plug a couple times, yeah i’m too sl!ck
got one eye open, man i feel like i’m sl!ck rick
these n-ggas copycat, they bitin’ that old drip
i’m posted by the store like this back in 06′
gangway sh-t and i’m totin’ that four-fifth
slimed that boy out with the old trip
i’m duckin’ the law, man you know i move too swift
i got some new opps so you know i need two sticks
the stick be cleanin’ sh-t, ain’t talkin’ no toothpick
servin’ n-ggas like i work at the ruth’s chris
i’m turnin’ up right now, i got these folks too sick
i’m off a [?] i’m lookin’ for new l!cks
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch, yeah that hoe too thick
i’m havin’ bags of za, i’m still servin’ low sh-t
ain’t talkin’ about the past, i don’t talk about old sh-t
[chorus]
i don’t care what you claim
from the night to the day i be makin’ sh-t rain
i be poppin’ them pills just to keep my ass sane
i’m gon’ step like a vet cause’ you know i been trained
i be drippin’ in slime, yeah it flow through my veins
i be high as f-ck all the time thinkin’ about liu kang
you the typa’ n-gga to get robbed for a chain
i be f-ckin’ your thot, she be givin’ me good brain
got tats on my eyelids, i feel just like wayne
she wipin’ her nose but she not off that cocaine
don’t matter what, i won’t change for my gang
i’m sippin’ on codeine, that sh-t got me insane
big body foreign whip, know i’m gon’ switch lanes
i’m off that codeine, that sh-t got me insane
i bust down my wrist, i ain’t rockin’ no plain jane
that water on me like i’m stuck in the hurricane

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