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letra de cap'n cook - y$57

[verse 1: y$57]
you f-ckers really stupid if you think that you can f-ck with me
i cannot hear yo f-cking sh-t, your music garbage go retire please
when yo hoe hit my line, she be swarming, praying on her knees
i got a bad b-tch on me, tell yo hoe, to get up off of me
motherf-ckers talking crazy, imma hit em with a two piece
i’m the greatest artist ever, wait with time what you will all see
wanna be at my pace, imma trip you up so quickly
i got a pencil and some bars, you got pill bottles sprite mixed lean
when i’m in memphis, i be cruising, smoke a backwood
and i pull up in an f150, swerve in my hood
f-ck a swisher, f-ck a dutch i know you understood
chain smokin everyday, i’m feelin real good
i ain’t leakin no sauce, even if i could
imma shoot till i die, i leave em all shook
selling meth on the streets, call me cap’n cook
hollow inc, pyrx, omxn, yeah we kinda cooked

[verse 2: pyrxcried]
cap’n cook i take the cut
i sell that rock get out the hood
i dont go no sympathy
yo ass is always in the mud
i dont leave a trace
yo blood is my domain
if you talking crazy
imma put you in yo place
look into my eyes
what can you see
the devil coming out of me
i cannot be at peace
war is on my mind
your blood is so devine
let me get a taste
imma watch f-cking you die
capn cook i take the cut
i sell that rock get out the hood
i dont go no sympathy
yo ass is always in the mud
i dont leave a trace
yo blood is my domain
if you talking crazy
imma put you in yo place
tell me while die
do you feel a thing
venom flowing through yo veins
i wanna see your pain
look into the sky
whilst you fall into my h-ll
cap’n cook yo eyes
this a story b-tch dont tell

- y57

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