a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de 12 barz (ft. juke, ambiguous, idontneedaname, ned, blizzard) - thefleet

Loading...

alright gather around, the fleet has arrived. i want eleven barz from all of you
naw another one
alright twelve it is
let’s get it

[verse 1: blizzard]

i’m on the track just call me bolt
raps so electric, i got the volts
i’ll see you at the finish line
these losers ain’t no friends of mine

the fleet on fire, no shooting bricks
your boys at bana, man f-ck your cliques
come by the water we take your chicks
you front and our gats bustin’ clips

pop pop, dead f-ck boys
pistols loaded we making noise
i came here to k!ll it so tell me you feel it
my flow is like childish i came here to be it

[verse 2: ned]

fleet is here and we’re on the prowl
our raps are wet don’t need a towel
we’re shooting hoops and we draw the foul
feel free to judge us, no simon cowell

top of our game, we’re empire state
we’re walking tall, we’re never lame
we’re bringing yeast with us on our rise to fame
and if you tryna stop us just get out the way

irrational. so irrational
i’m waiting to see this go national
got bats in the back of the whip and you know if your crew show up that we bash em’ all

[verse 3: idontneedaname]

back in action like looney tunes
or rocky balboa looking eighty-two

love it or hate it, if raymond met chris
it’s me and you if i ‘schindled’ the list
we speak in code since back in the day
like in san frisco down in the bay

ghost wrote your verse like a sous chef
if i butchered the beef i’d find loose neck

had to dumb it down to stay in your lane
went so hard they thought i’d kurt cobain
you and me were not the same
nine-eleven the game on different planes

[verse 4: ambiguous]

my girl got curves like she from brazil
scoring goals ball handles for-real
been out the game but i still got it
ask your girl you know she thot it

four years deep and this d-ck still going
i don’t rap but this shit is flowing
futbol mate in the hampstead heath
talking british there’s a gap in my teeth

the fleet is here about to lay down knowledge
mans actin like they from greendale college
ha g-y! y’all ain’t ready for chang
if god is real i’m the big bang

[verse 5: juke]

at the crib with a bad b-tch
her nails in my back like a bad itch
finished up and called the uber
rap games nightmare, call me kruger
murdered the game while y’all asleep
can’t afford these shots cause my bars ain’t cheap
fire on the track, chef curry on the court
your d-ck game cavs, so you’re coming up short

y’all lame -ss dudes can’t touch the fleet
can’t write no rhymes to our f-cking beat
my groupie lines, like immigration
thot you’d keep up, that’s imagination

12 barz x4

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...