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letra de hierarchy - veno da don

intro:
yeah, nah, nah i’m not tapping out yet. haha. how much did i do, like six shots? sheesh. 5th of henny love haha

verse 1 (veno da don):
b-tch i’m sick and tired of these n-ggas sleeping on me
feeling dead once again like they sent the reaper on me
fake sh-t is for the birds, i can tell that he’s a phony
i’m a go out out like a thug, got me feeling like i’m tony like buh buh bow
sh-t going down
rappers be ashamed, so they don’t rep my town
p-ssy n-gga be afraid, i’m spitting like a 50 cal, yeah i keep a drum beside me
you can get a hundred rounds. ain’t no hoe in my blood, b-tch i’ll die for it
b-tch don’t hit me with that sh-t, i got no time for it
rocking toms, cuz we couldn’t afford tom ford
and now a n-gga blowing up like it’s pop corn
drop that, pop that, bang that sh-t
took a long time just to play my sh-t. i do what i want, so they hate on this
n-ggas wanna get rich, but won’t take no risk
ugh, n-ggas sounding stupid, f-ck it i’m a do it
people thought i couldn’t do it, had to prove it, had to keep it moving
true. before i loose it, choppa loaded, come and try me l’m a shoot it
woo, b-tch get back i’m a king though. woo, “sorry not sober” f-ck lean though
woo, i’m a call ya hoe to come f-ck my crew
pull up in a drop top, had to cut my roof
you rappers fried, catch up to me
my kids in her mouth, she got custody. my flow is h.i.v., without a condom. in other words, you can’t f-ck with me
i got the game on lock like marley. she ride the d like she on a harley. i like to uh, and she like to party
no heart, its the f-cking hierarchy. v da don n-gga

chorus:

lotta people make moves
is they f-ckin with the right ones
yeah
lotta people pay dues
did they do it for the right ones
lotta people got crews
is they f-ckin with the right ones
yeah
lotta people can’t choose
so they lookin for the right ones
yeah

verse 2 (double a):
b-tch i went from dusty kicks to must be rich but nah
this sh-t cost me less ain’t break the law
yes i must confess i made the call to address all my finesse i’m made to ball
yo sh-t flexin once and barely function. my sh-t doesn’t come with much instruction and yes i learned my sway from pops and that’s it
no you wasn’t f-ckin with my last hit but that’s okay you wasn’t with the team
you been switchin sides and yes i seen
hype is all you on like that supreme so unless you down to ride then don’t convene
‘less you in my phone don’t hit my line
yes i hear yo sh-t and hit decline
press is sayin that i’m next in line for a check but that’s expected, check the time
when i get that ride off in a benz coupe i could give a f-ck about a friend group. i been learnin how to not fit in
ride with y’all i’d rather not get in. got some big sh-t comin in the works all summer
grindin but i haven’t been to work all summer
rappin sh-t and givin y’all the work all summer. got the tommy when i cruise, i’m the young top gunner, i’m a hunnid degrees
y’all been duckin the cheese
ain’t no subbin when i’m winnin i go buck with a lead
me and veno out the gate and now we runnin the league. it’s naptown sh-t, haters steady suckin my seed
but i’m home b-tch
yeah, yeah, okay now i’m home b-tch
yeah, yeah. me & veno, now we home b-tch
yeah, yeah. sorry, not sober
yeah, i said, man i’m sorry, not sober

outro:
do it for the right ones
yeah
did i-
did i do it for the-
do it for the right ones
did i do it for the-
do it for the right ones

- veno da don

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