letra de fuck da rap game - tony shhnow
[intro: tony shhnow & guap tarantino]
you ask, i’ma do what i can
if i can’t do, i pass to my mans
i walk in this ho fresh as a b-tch
hold up my wrist so i think i’m the (plugg)
teach you ’bout polo, my jeans from j-pan
the club like coach-lla ’cause i throw them bands
i turned to a boss on my name
i stood on my ten screaming “f-ck the rap game”
polo boy shawty
this is – plugg
dj yung rel, what it do?
gamer, boy
this is guap tarantino, you dig? dj yung rel, drop that sh-t
[hook]
f-ck the rap game, i’m too real for this sh-t
they plot on my failure
they hope that i change on my n-ggas, they pray i’ma switch
i’m sipping dirty but i went legit
i know this lifestyle come with a risk
i’m sipping straight out the bottle (hood rich, b-tch!)
these models will swallow ’cause i turned to rich
i turned my whole life up, a turn of my wrist
i gotta thank god that he made me like this (this is big business!)
every morning i wake up and thank god
i take off my belt and i whip on the opps
she wipe me down and then tell me she proud of me
i ain’t get money with you, you don’t count to me
i’m working, get busy, poured mud and got grease on my hand
my dog got that blower, don’t reach for that fan
i’ll just air when i air, they gon’ lie on my name, but i stand
[verse]
you ask, i’ma do what i can
if i can’t do, i pass to my mans
i walk in this ho fresh as a b-tch
hold up my wrist so i think i’m the (plugg)
teach you ’bout polo, my jeans from j-pan
the club like coach-lla ’cause i throw them bands
i turned to a boss on my name
i stood on my ten screaming “f-ck the rap game”
i stood on myself, i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas
my gun right here, i don’t trust these n-ggas
i don’t need a yes man, i don’t know you, n-gga
i talk to the boss, i ain’t politicking, i don’t play the middle
i been that n-gga since n-ggas was little
you run up on us, then you gotta be mental (hood rich)
[hook]
f-ck the rap game, i’m too real for this sh-t
they plot on my failure
they hope that i change on my n-ggas, they pray i’ma switch
i’m sipping dirty but i went legit
i know this lifestyle come with a risk
i’m sipping straight out the bottle
these models will swallow ’cause i turned to rich
i turned my whole life up, a turn of my wrist
i gotta thank god that he made me like this
every morning i wake up and thank god
i take off my belt and i whip on the opps
she wipe me down and then tell me she proud of me
i ain’t get money with you, you don’t count to me
i’m working, get busy, poured mud and got grease on my hand
my dog got that blower, don’t reach for that fan
i’ll just air when i air, they gon’ lie on my name, but i stand
[outro]
major out here, f-ck n-ggas
dj yung rel, what it do?
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