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letra de bitch who - t.i

[intro]

[chorus:]
he ain’t really from that block
b-tch who?
he ain’t really getting that gwuap
b-tch who?
he ain’t on top
b-tch who?
i beg your pardon
you bumped your f-cking head is you retarded
he ain’t really got it like that
b-tch who?
i bet hes gonna keep it quiet after that
b-tch who?
that n-gg-s sh-t whack
b-tch you?
i beg your pardon
you bumped your f-cking head is you retarded

[verse 1:]
gangsters all sport just look
shook who me?
i’ve never been nothing of the sort
want the t-tle buck for it it’s yours
getting ignored cause you so p-ssed poor
forced me to pull kick doors need mine on time
be sure shawtys gonna shine
trust left n-gg-s in the dust trap music
try to let you catch up
but your living just suck… bad
fall short not enough swag
so i had to give you n-gg-s so much gas
get it made custom not broom
cause you finna get swept off your feet
trying to step it up to me
i’ll put your -ss under if left up to me
like boomarang and kangaroo
tell me i ain’t a fool
stack money like jewels
let a n-gg- take something from me i refuse
who? i’m so cool
rockling my jewels wherever
brought me my dues i dare ya
h-ll ya hats in the box and your soul in the hat
saying a prayer and say h-llo to laya

[verse 2:]
hate you comparing my sh-t to thiers they ain’t tried
don’t even think it’s fair god could breate the same air as i
i’m out there way left field like [? ]
fairer fly running chicks outta the mariot
they come get served and leave like a chariot
restaurant representing some young glorious estesvans
listen one don’t violate or i annihilate
outta position outta play hate i don’t tolerate
came out the gates this here
lying chains since then top top ten
god faith on me when i sin go figure get bigger
same year it’s the same old n-gg-
money don’t change no n-gg-
you started a lame get fame but you still the same hoe n-gg-
ain’t no flow sicker everything got man done crazy
deranged insane i say

[verse 3:]
i woke up this morning i jumped up
i heard some whack music what the f-ck?
i guess these rap n-gg-s gupped up
i wished i f-cked n-gg-s never luck
we done slaughtered n-gg-s every year
bought a cleaner solid tears
park the chargers over there
park the ferraris over here
n-gg-s never been a pipmp
all theyve ever been is a sqaure
i dare a n-gg- try to run that cap ain’t for that chair?
man what we got them rifles and we tollar bam
and we break it in like the mexicans
stacks on me boy i got them heavy pants
strap on me n-gg- i’ll make you do that dance
you playing with the godfather trilogy
them boys never seen my sqaud in a century
wrong move so i hit with a penalty
no profit n-gg- west side henestry

[outro]

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