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letra de hostile stone - stevie stone

[intro]
uh, ss, shao
(stevie what you doin’)
hey hey hey hey
this is what i do all the way
i ain’t gonna go at no necks
(lemme talk to ‘em)
i ain’t here to hide the bow flex
there’s some millies here to meet
hey hey hey hey

[chorus]
say ohh ohh ohh ohh
i been up in the mornin’, nothin’ but whoa
hit the grain, homie, mami talkin’ bout it, whoa
get the game jumpin’, know i’m popular
whoah ohh ohh ohh
i give ‘em every reason, while i’m peepin’, let ‘em go
get down, but i’m not’a fight ‘em, nada, no
hit thе grain homie, imma bust
yo yo yo
[verse 1]
double-down, check thе context, rap game movin’ too slow
i been whippin’ with a pyrex, bobbin’, leavin’ you with new bows
here you talkin’ b-tch, i’m next, tell them n-ggas i ain’t new tho
same n-gga that run the street, no counterfeit, no loopholes
puto, you should come and see the rolex
yeah i’m back now, you could run and tell them other n-ggas stevie ain’t done yet
make you tap out, beast mode, you would think i got a cheat code
how i debo, like steph curry shootin’ 50 feet like a free throw
p-p-put my foot up on they neck now, whole set down, make all you n-ggas pull your dress down (pull your dress down)
i’m a big dawg, can’t play around me
watch out how you look and speak and say about me
got some real ones in the field with me, they gon’ feel a certain typa way about me

[hook]
say ohh ohh ohh ohh
i been up in the mornin’, nothin’ but whoa
hit the grain, homie, mami talkin’ bout it, whoa
get the game jumpin’, know i’m popular
whoah ohh ohh ohh
i give ‘em every reason, while i’m peepin’, let ‘em go
get down, but i’m not’a fight ‘em, nada, no
hit the grain homie, imma bust
yo yo yo

[verse 2]
n-ggas throwin’ them sub-subs, thinkin’ sh-t really sweet n-gga
pull up on you with the mask on, halloween, trick or treat n-gga
gets deep n-gga, better leave me ‘lone, bedtime, go to sleep n-gga
let it sink n-gga, hit you with the -gunshots- don’t blink n-gga
never back down, get paquiao, n-ggas really wanna know what the chit-chat ‘bout
got smack down, auto tune you, i’m just strivin’ homie
bout to zap out, got a nut now, wing spin, got a big clan, let her act wild
gon’ be touchin’ n-ggas’ wave, call it takin’ trash out
back-back out, not back loud, girly n-ggas, time to max out
momma find me in the trap house, independent now, imma clash out
just on a whole ‘nother caliber, the ?
i’m down on your head, just scandalous
just know that we takin’ no challenges
it’s ss
[hook]
say ohh ohh ohh ohh
i been up in the mornin’, nothin’ but whoa
hit the grain, homie, mami talkin’ bout it, whoa
get the game jumpin’, know i’m popular
whoah ohh ohh ohh
i give ‘em every reason, while i’m peepin’, let ‘em go
get down, but i’m not’a fight ‘em, nada, no
hit the grain homie, imma bust
-gunshot-

- stevie stone

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