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letra de nothing personal - snap capone

[intro – corleone & snap capone]
it’s nothing personal, we’ll c-ck it back and jerk the tool
if it’s beef we’ll call it on then we’ll merk them all
it’s nothing personal, it’s nuttin nothing personal
it’s nothing personal, it’s nuttin nothing personal

[verse 1 – corleone]
ain’t n0body hard as me, all my k!llers hard to please
chopping bodies, could have been a carvery
the corn will have to pardon me, machines on me, the armory
so grey i can take on any gaza beef
all my bros salaaming me from ghetto to the narm it’s peak
you rappers ain’t half of me, me and snap, don’t par with me
red leather lag’s on feet, red sweater, half a g
best bredda, ask for me, dead rappers hassle me
us rappers hard to beat, actors ain’t on par with me
my west akhs will blast your jeep, brotherhood’s the heart of beef
f-ck about with stars on street, bullets through your heart and t–th
muck about, darts will leap, bullets through your ass and cheek
intent to supply, getting bread off the pies
see the death in my eyes? feel the death in my nine
kegs of that white, feds wanna cry
want me dead on the sly, in the pen gone for life
with a skeng till i die, don’t mention my guys
the tension will rise, i’ll dead them for smiles
a ped or a bike, i’ll definitely ride
legged in the pie, wet them with rye
i’m about to kick it off, any pr-ck i’ll pick him off
ricky’s got them bricks of soft, if you’re picky then i’ll tick you off
i could never miss a loss, get a brick and whip a box
all they do is sit and watch, we get rich and p-ss em off
chilled with a roley on, i’m h-lla blowing corn
bricks of buj, how bobby does you know i’m on
b-tches love the donkey kong, giving them that wonky long
back ways, i’ll f-ck em then i’ll send em on
i’m a cold villain on the roads living
got the chrome spinning, i can have your dome (whey, whey)
you know we’re cold k!llers, you n-ggas ain’t k!llers
who you tryna fool? corleone is a (whey, whey)

[hook – corleone & snap capone]
it’s nothing personal, we’ll c-ck it back and jerk the tool
if it’s beef we’ll call it on then we’ll merk them all
it’s nothing personal, it’s nuttin nothing personal
it’s nothing personal, it’s nuttin nothing personal
it’s nothing personal, we’ll c-ck it back and jerk the tool
if it’s beef we’ll call it on then we’ll merk them all
it’s nothing personal, it’s nuttin nothing personal
it’s nothing personal, it’s nuttin nothing personal

[verse 2 – snap capone]
swerving in the range invading the jakes
silk bathrobe, suede on the drapes
it’s business over pleasure, we ain’t f-cking mates
i’ll take you n-ggas out, that’s a date with death
i stay strapped with my gun, that’s a safety step
asian connectt, they more than collect
in drama i’m as calm as it gets
palm on the tec, snap capone
me and g making g’s from a single phone
counting up p’s n-gga nearly home
vivienne westwood everything
shoot the glock twenty-one until i break the firing pin
n-ggas hate me in my own hood
i’m strapped with the mac, let them n-ggas know i’m local
one body, two body, three body, four bodies
k!ller squad, we need some more bodies
i’ll shoot him in his face, he’ll be so sorry
n-ggas talking guns, they ain’t squeezed yet
i let my gun talk till it’s speechless
turn dude into corpse, body in the morgue, n-gga mind your business
got honey like a bee’s nest, i don’t need no g check
crazy like moschino, vivienne v-neck
eediat, cla mercedes keyless
shout out my g-ngb-ngers in manchester
i’ll get a n-gga k!lled from a hand gesture
free my n-gga django, miss tiny nutty
f-ck these little pr-cks, i don’t want them round me
f-ck all these b-tches, i don’t want them round me
big dirty pumpy, hundred sh-lls round me
only k!llers, drug dealers, my n-ggas k!lling these n-ggas
i send ten in a n-gga, i’m telling you n-gga
my pinky ring glowing like a ufo

- snap capone

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