letra de terrry brrradshaw - smntx
[intro]
smntx
[chorus: smntx]
t-terry bradshaw, i got 12 on my back
i’m f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch and she l!ckin’ my sack
pull out a scope, you gon’ run like a strap
i don’t got a glock, i’ma pull out a mac
poppin’ these p-ssies, i hope that i die
you is a b-tch, you go home and you cry
i’m textin’ yo’ b-tch while i’m between her thighs
you don’t think i’m high? b-tch, look at my eyes
pull out a glock and you run
i pull out my d-ck in your b-tch like a stunt
y’all should watch out because i carry guns
i care for these rappers, this b-tch is my son
i got a d-ck and you gon’ get hit
i’m rollin’ up dope while i’m takin’ a sh-t
you better bite time because you ain’t the sh-t
’cause, b-tch, i’m the sh-t
[verse 1: smntx]
that boy tappin’, you know you can’t move
i pull out the gl!ck and he switch the crew
i gotta go tip, what you tryna prove?
shout-out to david, i’m totin’ some twins
you ain’t know sh-t
[?]
and my glock could be comin’ like it [?]
[verse 2: alza!]
i bring that f-ckin’ sh-t like my name soulja
r-r-run up on my and you gon’ fold like a folder
trap phone, i got that motorola (motorola)
p-p-pop a hydrocodone and down it with the corona
i’m drinkin’ on this loco, ain’t no soda
down ‘fore i’m 20, won’t be dead and say “i told ya'”
i’m poppin’ on a capsule, then i’m actin’ like a assh0l-
livin’s too much of a hassle, throw that sh-t into a trashhole
my f-ckin’ thoughts are spontaneous, they have no purpose
[?: 1:28-1:52]
break you off for the fun of it, told a b-tch, suckin’ this sh-t like 100, b-tch
no, sir, i am not done with it, my sh-t is dope and my future is dark as sh-t
me and all of my denisons, run up with choppers and shoot up your residence, uh
like it was christmas, we give out bullets like santa with presents did
poppin’ a hydro, your b-tch give me head and it makin’ my eyes roll, uh, yeah
b-tch, i’m a psycho, diamonds dance on my wrist like a muh’f-ckin dice roll, uh, yeah
no, i’m not nice, ho’, put a bullet between the all eyes of the 5-0
no, i’m not nice, ho’, give ’em these bullets and watch they lives go
[chorus: smntx]
t-terry bradshaw, i got 12 on my back
i’m f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch and she l!ckin’ my sack
pull out a scope, you gon’ run like a strap
i don’t got a glock, i’ma pull out a mac
poppin’ these p-ssies, i hope that i die
you is a b-tch, you go home and you cry
i’m textin’ yo’ b-tch while i’m between her thighs
you don’t think i’m high? b-tch, look at my eyes
pull out a glock and you run
i pull out my d-ck in your b-tch like a stunt
y’all should watch out because i carry guns
i care for these rappers, this b-tch is my son
i got a d-ck and you gon’ get hit
i’m rollin’ up dope while i’m takin’ a sh-t
you better bite time because you ain’t the sh-t
’cause, b-tch, i’m the sh-t
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