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letra de h.a.g.h.a.s - the umbilo kartel

[verse 1: klint simez]

first off let me tell you one thing that i dont have any motherf-cking
friends
its times like this that i realise we make no f-cking sense
in a world of numbers and b-tches
you can’t do sh-t but work for them
figures
its a daily grind
from nine to five and still u get treated like peasants
but im saying f-ck that life and join us up in the clouds
you gawn feel that sh-t tonight
thats what they told me the first time
its sure turned to a third time
and before you knew it i was hooked on
the line no escape from the climb im tryna get higher than the sky
away from the slime religion be waisting my time
i’m steadily praying to god,you see my theory as odd f-ck your life
it ain’t about you its all about weed
join the side and you shall see
what real im talking about
a g with a gun your mouth
for running your mouth
or homies up on the block who see you ain’t living our lives
will sn-tch your life and make you realise that this is real life
be prepaired or be aware
motherf-cker it ain’t easy,but its fair
haha,kartelyaaa

[hook: g-zo & klint]

we gon’ get it n-gga high as god and hot as satan
and we all about that money f-ck ’em n-ggas hating
got that reefah chick named lisa pray to god we make it
kartel going hard f-ck that entertainment
grinding hard we gon’ get it x2
all about that money man we grinding hard we gon’ get it
and we grinding hard we gon’ get it
grinding hard we gon’ get it
all about that paper man we grinding hard we gon’ get it huh!

[verse 2: g-zo]

yeah im smoking that kush in a he-rs-
k!lling your sh-t where da nurse?
spittin she suckin my sh-t in reverse
k!lling your sh-t with a verse
critics i jack your sh-t where be the purse?
g-zo kartel man im grinding hard we gon get it
been murkin em rappers sh-t popping like crackers
blow droz and all we done did it
man i cloked the game i ain’t quitting
cmg we done winning
high as god and hot as satan keep your seat we ain’t sitting
man im running this sh-t till i drop
never give in to a cop
steadily blowin my sh-t till it pop
blowing weed till my heart stop
going as hard as a rock
popping it like its a glock
running the block
with a gun make you drop
you know we gon rock
cmg we mvp’s tell em rappers to show up
grinding hard we gon get
man im finnah stack my doe up
i’m spitting sh-t that wet the cl-t
i spit till i can throw up
i’m going ham im high as f-ck
i’m finnah f-ck the show up
i’ll take her to the crib sip on some henney watch her glow up
you spitting sh-t thats on my tip so n-gga you should grow up
going hard,f-ck that entertainment,yeah!

[hook: g-zo & klint]

- the umbilo kartel

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