letra de 22 - tanathan
[chorus]
if you play wit’ me, you know i’ma shoot you
i got a new caliber, know it’s a .22
i’m summonin’ guns, i’m not talkin no voodoo
i’m ’bout to throw hands, ain’t talkin’ pyuk-muku, like, yeah
i’m throwin’ hands for the bands in advance
i got the drip, hit my dance in my pants
don’t got a chance, i’ll hit him in his glands
a-30 flight, take a nap when i land
people be copyin’ people, that’s facts
don’t play wit’ us, or you get hit with macs
hit that boy up, then smoke him in a pack
hit that boy up, we gonna get him smacked
[verse]
they hittin’ me up for a show, but tug on my chain and my gun finna blow
makin’ the cash, yeah, the dough, try to steal it and you better reload
these people know i’m the goat, i’m going worldwide, you know i’m ‘cross the globe
michigan boy with a boat, let’s start here ‘fore i start goin’ rogue
feel i’m in the army, a soldier
that girl make it clap like i’m soulja
who opens my door? it’s a chauffeur
i just hope none of this gets over, hmm
i’ll never let haters get over me
i know they wanna get ahold of me
my comments filled with lots of n0bodies
got glocks and macs ’cause i am known to squeeze
[refrain]
i’m finna get some new lv
keep some murder-minds near like i’m melly
battle scars on my face like i’m nelly
yeah, i’m deadly, i’ve never been friendly
[chorus]
if you play wit’ me, you know i’ma shoot you
i got a new caliber, know it’s a .22
i’m summonin’ guns, i’m not talkin no voodoo
i’m ’bout to throw hands, ain’t talkin’ pyuk-muku, like, yeah
i’m throwin’ hands for the bands in advance
i got the drip, hit my dance in my pants
don’t got a chance, i’ll hit him in his glands
a-30 flight, take a nap when i land
people be copyin’ people, that’s facts
don’t play wit’ us, or you get hit with macs
hit that boy up, then smoke him in a pack
hit that boy up, we gonna get him smacked
[refrain]
i’m finna get some new lv
keep some murder-minds near like i’m melly
battle scars on my face like i’m nelly
yeah, i’m deadly, i’ve never been friendly
[chorus]
if you play wit’ me, you know i’ma shoot you
i got a new caliber, know it’s a .22
i’m summonin’ guns, i’m not talkin no voodoo
i’m ’bout to throw hands, ain’t talkin’ pyuk-muku, like, yeah
i’m throwin’ hands for the bands in advance
i got the drip, hit my dance in my pants
don’t got a chance, i’ll hit him in his glands
a-30 flight, take a nap when i land
people be copyin’ people, that’s facts
don’t play wit’ us, or you get hit with macs
hit that boy up, then smoke him in a pack
hit that boy up, we gonna get him smacked
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