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letra de fuck the haters - trdee

[intro]
i’m tired of n-ggas playin’ it crazy, like, man, you ain’t done talkin’, i’m ’bout to
sh-ttyboyz sh-t
think you better than me, but i’m kobe, you ain’t—

[verse]
think you better than me, but i’m kobe, [?]
i’m tryna have a mill’ before i’m tryna have a baby (no cap)
broke-ass n-gga might as well go join the navy (broke ass)
don’t test your luck with me, you better off playin’ the daily
‘fit six plus like the old iphone
how you say you gettin’ money, askin’ for a ride home?
no way he say i’m weak, he must ain’t heard my song
i’m the type to agree even though i’m not wrong
’cause ten times out of tеn i disagree, how n-ggas think?
we ain’t on the same pagе, ain’t no point for us to link
f-cked up ’cause it’s been a minute since i had a drink
if i was on the titanic, let me f-ck before we sink
all this water on my neck, i guess i’m really in the deep end
just by how we f-ckin’, we can never just be friends
doggy bone a demon, he just really popped a pink 10
you can make it wherever you from, it just depend (on what?)
if you got it in you (yop)
i got dog sh-t in my pocket and it’s not a [?]
i can tell by how it feel, it is not official
i live in the murder mitten, so i got a pistol
would you whip this b-tch if it jam up?
i know you see him down bad, pick your mans up (pick him up)
bad b-tch want me to put her in some handcuffs (sh-t)
f-ck the haters, i know they always be sayin’ stuff (man, f-ck ’em)
dee this, dee that, get the f-ck off dee d-ck
you ain’t been where i’ve been, you ain’t really seen sh-t
so it’s f-ck you and whatever you got to say
’cause i got more money than you at the end of the day
let that get through your head like an x-ray
baby, if you down to your last, [?] s-xtape
who the f-ck broke? i got more commas than an essay
now i live every day like it’s my birthday (live it up)
from the east coast but i got more blues than compton (all blues)
f-ck around and get jacked, askin’ me what’s poppin’
flippin’ on the gas for a minute, i ain’t stoppin’ (skrrt)
can’t believe she really f-cked the gang, homie hoppin’ (d-mn)
can’t believe it, d-mn, i feel like t-pain and lil wayne
ice got my nose runnin’, i don’t do no cocaine
b-tch, don’t even bring that n-gga up ’cause he so lame
baby, you can f-ck me like a ho, don’t have no shame
you can tell just by the fabric that it cost a couple thou’
show my b-tch my bank account, the only thing she said was “wow”
when i’m walkin’, all rise, you n-ggas better bow
i wear what i wanna wear, i don’t care if it’s not the style
i go where i wanna go, but you can’t ’cause you whipless
man, i really can’t believe n-ggas dyin’ over b-tches
please don’t ask what are we ’cause i’ma tell your ass finished
i be always talkin’ sh-t, i need to go to the dentist
don’t know what you doin’, lookin’ like you need a lesson
life been [?] good, haven’t had no time for stressin’ (good as h-ll)
always want more, got a lil’ money obsession
reason why i’m always on some green like some dressing (need it)
reason why i’m banded up like i got a cut
he ain’t even sent no shots back, all he do is duck
i’ma have to smack the next n-gga, talkin’ ’bout i suck
i been in this for a minute, ain’t no way i’m givin’ up (no way)

- trdee

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