letra de hitler - veeze
hitler lyrics
[intro: veeze]
ima better f-ck up n-gga
ain’t no n-gga gon’ be able to…yeah…no n-gga gon’ hol’ me back n-gga….
thats on god, thats on my motherf-ckin’ brother n-gga….
[verse: veeze]
i’m gettin’ high like it’s the 70s and i’m a 90s baby
i gettin’ high like it’s summertime, or middle of january
lost my n-gga, when i was like 15, that sh-t still drive me crazy
i can’t be f-ckin’ none of these hoes raw, they all wanna have my baby
im just ridin’ ’round, gettin’ it, just like my name was tiddy
keep playin’ around, i throw your ass a party, just like my name is biggie
you the type to give her a wedding ring, she f-cked every n-gga in the city
spent so much sh-t on codeine, could have bought another kidney
we ridin’ ’round in a suv, but it’s a lamborghini
i think n-ggas forgot, when you beef, then you gotta do some k!lling
why you running around, saying you beefin’ with me, sh-t sound silly
i’m oinked up, blowin’ pink runtz and my cup look like h-llo kitty
and we traffickin’ that kitty cat, they wanna buy 150
n-ggas be lackin’, n-gga we ain’t into that, everywhere we go we got semi’s
if you only walk to get the cake, n-gga i don’t know p diddy
ima be a legend after death, n-gga i feel like biggie
you don’t wanna live that life, you mimick it
still got dope, live from the store, sellin’ white and cinnamon
still can’t get close to the gang, you need a membership
brothers only n-gga you know we ain’t on no friendly sh-t
heard you cracked the case with penmanship
i only f-cked her once, that’s still your b-tch
i do this for my n-ggas dead and gone, i know they hear that sh-t
i been through so much pain, i drop a 4, feel like i cured that sh-t
(i been through so much pain, i drop a 4, feel like i k!ll that sh-t)
(like i k!ll that shi-)
(i should k!ll every n-gga who ain’t us like i’m hitler)
we just ordered a spade, pouring it out, they say we trippin’
i can get you (rrrtt) 31, reggie miller
i should k!ll every n-gga who ain’t us like i’m hitler
she don’t even want no money, wanna give top to the realest n-gga
i’m taking shots of the wock’ like liquor
you a f-ckin’ rookie, you attempted to shoot just like ben simmons
you think it’s the all star game, i’m smokin’ paper with scottie pippen
n-gga i’m part of the mob, you wanna touch me, get permission
she gotta be trickin’, she know my dog sh-t endless
he was a gangsta, it count no mo’, he snitchin’
rio re’d-up thousand v cuts like the simpson
n-ggas wanna join us when they finish, like the pistons
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