letra de rap cap - stickz
[intro]
minkzy
l1 the producer
stizz
get back
m2b baby
f-ck diddy, f-ck them haters
muh
[chorus]
what? you reckon it’s rap cap?
’til i leave suttin’ flatter than flat akh
skiddy-pap like shaq akh
do you like a fly in the air and just clap that
pull man’s card like blackjack
don’t snapchat ‘cah we’re preein’ up that-that
if i open this rucksack
you’ll be all toast, laid out like flapjacks
little n-gga don’t lack-lack
there is a reason i’m dressed in black-black
big .45, get slap-clap
they already know we got slap and attack akh
from the jakes still breezin’
how you mean? man haffi ball all season
i mean all season
it don’t make money? ain’t got no reason
[verse 1]
the smoke that i smoke is potent
this l pack got my head back open
i am the king of this motion
he said that i ain’t? then it’s rock he’s smokin’
hand ting, shotgun totin’
get a fl!ck-shank or rambo pokin’
i beg man think i’m jokin’
soak him, hole in his head like a dolphin
this brown one wants chokin’
gettin’ long strokes, i don’t know how she’s copin’
get bread, don’t be out ‘ere loafin’
boastin’, then get hit with the chrome ting
roll up, man weren’t expectin’
what’s man sayin’? it’s a rhetorical question
mind out, he’s gonna get a injection
t–th on the top, wanna juk him, it’s temptin’
[chorus]
what? you reckon it’s rap cap?
’til i leave suttin’ flatter than flat akh
skiddy-pap like shaq akh
do you like a fly in the air and just clap that
pull man’s card like blackjack
don’t snapchat ‘cah we’re preein’ up that-that
if i open this rucksack
you’ll be all toast, laid out like flapjacks
little n-gga don’t lack-lack
there is a reason i’m dressed in black-black
big .45, get slap-clap
they already know we got slap and attack akh
from the jakes still breezin’
how you mean? man haffi ball all season
i mean all season
it don’t make money? ain’t got no reason
[verse 2]
i know man on first name basis
now he wan’ rap ’bout boots and laces
i buss when i buss my cases
stizz buck five when i cut them faces
f-ck diddy, f-ck them haters
man can’t stop, diddy, stop my paper
i’ma stop doin’ man these favours
but i won’t stop doin’ man with this shaver
it’s natural behaviour
who wants beef? i’ll f-ckin’ cater
make n-ggas meet their maker
then i got scroom tryna see man later
g’s and p’s
at the boy’s neck like a jesus piece
wap in his face, let me see the p’s
or i’ll go from zero to a hundred degrees
[chorus]
what? you reckon it’s rap cap?
’til i leave suttin’ flatter than flat akh
skiddy-pap like shaq akh
do you like a fly in the air and just clap that
pull man’s card like blackjack
don’t snapchat ‘cah we’re preein’ up that-that
if i open this rucksack
you’ll be all toast, laid out like flapjacks
little n-gga don’t lack-lack
there is a reason i’m dressed in black-black
big .45, get slap-clap
they already know we got slap and attack akh
from the jakes still breezin’
how you mean? man haffi ball all season
i mean all season
it don’t make money? ain’t got no reason
[outro]
l1 the producer
minkzy
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