letra de paranoid - stunna 4 vegas
[intro]
(loke made this)
(dotdot, you made this beat?)
blatt, blatt, blatt
blatt, blatt, blatt
[chorus]
he play, i let them k!llers go
i’m paranoid without my rod, i keep a pistol close
i keep a k!ller close
ayy, look, my lil’ n-ggas creep, this sh-t get deep, we been sent n-ggas home
these b-tch n-ggas cheap, i got a ten piece if you hit his dome
tap his head
rock sh-t to sleep, we made his bed
b-tch, don’t tell me what no n-gga said
yrb and ’em got the city scared, these n-ggas dead
like, i been paid for a drop, p-ssy n-gga, that cost me a lil’ bit of bread
uh, i ain’t finna diss in no drop, p-ssy n-gga, i’ll have slime get him instead
[verse 1]
n-gga, show me a nosе, i’ll wipe it
i still hang with strikers, n-gga
i still hang with k!llers, b-tch
been could’vе got indicted, n-gga
we leave ’em stretched, i get sh-t checked just like nike (ayy, just like nike, n-gga)
and we don’t duck no wreck, tek swing that fire and get excited (get excited, n-gga)
far from a rook, i’m a vet, everything i did, these n-ggas bited
anything i did, these n-ggas took, i been had kids before my boy
n-ggas late, we been in cars
i’ll get you ate before i starve
i can be a beast, still have my rod ’cause i had that b-tch when i had that hard (go)
[bridge]
double r, you know they love me on that yard
swear they hate me in the bity, ain’t did sh-t but hit the car
we leave sh-t inside a box, me and my fire like tek and dot
my lil’ n-ggas love whackin’, smackin’ opps and hittin’ lots
[verse 2]
p-ssy play with this sh-t, i’ll get you k!lled, i can merch you will get hurt, n-gga
on somebody’s shirt, mama lil’ boy’ll be nothin’ but merch, n-gga
maniac hop out with that stick on feet, leave a b-tch n-gga whip in reverse
n-gga hopped off the porch too late just for him to go chill in a he-rs-
just for him to go take that ride, these n-ggas be dyin’ with too much pride
n-gga better not slip, we slide, 5 can swing your stick from side to side
n-gga better not play in this building ’cause we done brought so many shots inside
i tore carolina up, n-gga, it was too hard to hide
[chorus]
he play, i let them k!llers go
i’m paranoid without my rod, i keep a pistol close
i keep a k!ller close
ayy, look, my lil’ n-ggas creep, this sh-t get deep, we been sent n-ggas home
these b-tch n-ggas cheap, i got a ten piece if you hit his dome
tap his head
rock sh-t to sleep, we made his bed
b-tch, don’t tell me what no n-gga said
yrb and ’em got the city scared, these n-ggas dead
like, i been paid for a drop, p-ssy n-gga, that cost me a lil’ bit of bread
uh, i ain’t finna diss in no drop, p-ssy n-gga, i’ll have slime get him instead
[outro]
(dotdot, you made this beat?)
(loke made this)
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