letra de wonderful (remix) - thr33
[intro: thr33]
wha, yeah
wha, yeah
huh?
[chorus: thr33]
one, two, three…
four
that’s how many bullets finna hit yo’ chest
my choppa hate police like a black activist
she tryna smoke, what you tryna do after this?
when it come to straight beating on n-ggas, i master it
she said she a virgin like mary, she got the l!ck
she said she gon’ give me that p-ssy, it’s holy
caught my opp in the street, he was like, “holy moly!”
b-tch, i ride by myself, b-tch, i ride by my doly’
that n-gga stay fiening and stalkin’ b-tches, he a creep
a-ak-47, gon’ hit a n-gga like a jeep
ran off on the plug and he started crying, “it ain’t me!!!”
you can’t stand bih’, but she steadying choking on my meat
[verse: thr33]
i’m too high, can’t see (can’t see)
low eyes like chinese
ni-hao!
these n-gga bе cloning everybody, who you gon’ be? (f-ck you n-gga)
wan’ mеss with the gang?, n-gga, then you gon’ pay the fee
caught that boy lacking, you know that n-gga did the running man
ch-chopping sh-t up, kicking sh-t like i’m jackie chan
b-tch, i’m in this sh-t, whipping sh-t up like the police
that n-gga running like forrest gump, he see we four deep
that n-gga running like- haha, he scared as f-ck
my choppa on 300 heat, it’s gon’ bake ’em up
we came to yo’ block, all them n-ggas, we raked ’em up
my crash dummy, stupid ass n-gga, don’t give a f-ck
not finna get fat, no lean in my double cup
not finna f-ck her ’cause that bih’ got a stanky b-tt
not finna f-ck her ’cause that bih’ don’t even wash her ass
these n-ggas be begging for help, this sh-t f-cking sad
[verse: thr33]
i do not follow, n-gga, i’m the leader
ba-bad bih’ crying, she say i’m a cheater
n-gga, watch how you talk to me, watch yo demeanor
b-tch, i’m finna skrt’ off in a two seater
make a f-ck n-gga believe just like he peter
bi-bi-b-tch, i’m so high, think i’m off a perc
bi-b-tch, i’m too high, think i’m in the multiverse
these n-ggas be broke, man, you better go to work
these n-ggas need prayers, n-gga, better go to church
she a got a fat ass, man, you better f-cking twerk
i don’t know the b-tch name, r.i.p to lil keed
i’m feeling real nice, i’ma do a good deed
got a white plug calling me a f-cking dweeb
glock 40 take fl!cks, n-gga, say f-cking “cheese”
this ain’t no laser tag, this a f-cking beam
[verse: wildkarduno]
yeah
that b-tch a thot, she be f-cking on the team
and i’m a star, n-gga, i’on f-ck with keem
that b-tch bad, but she f-ckin’ heem’
that n-gga a b-tch, he just tryna ’cause a scene (no cap)
i’m in new york, n-gga, with the statute
n-ggas say it’s smoke, but they won’t at you
glock like a needle, it’s finna tach’ you
bags in, n-gga, i’m finna tax you
but you know i can’t go for sh-t
try to rob, p-ssy n-gga, ya’ sl!ck
dog on me, i’on f-ck with mike vick
flash on the glock if you need a fl!ck
twinuzis, but i don’t f-ck with wick
lil’ say got the cannon, nick
load off, bags come in, quick
[outro: wildkarduno]
big 5, you know what the f-ck goin’ on
gooo
hrrrrr
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