
letra de vice city - yelohill, suga free & hit-town
[verse 1: yelohill]
ayy, steppin’ out of cadillacs up in the west coast
pigtails, perms, italian suits or the jheri curls
fresh up off the blade, sugar sugar tryna make a sale
lookin’ around my section, smith & wesson grippin’ while i bail (westside)
slidin’ through the palm trees creepin’
you work your life away, you lookin’ forward to the weekend
boss up, n-gga, don’t drown up in the deep end
attacking the competition, these p-ssy n-ggas be playin’ defense
when i was young, i always looked up to that n-gga pac
pico boulevard, i’m feelin’ like i’m magic don
b-tch, you wanna f-ck with me, then i’ma need the guap
twenty, forty, sixty thousand dollars, n-gga, never stop
(don’t talk) you ain’t never hustlеd in the backstreets
check a n-gga’s status, playboy, f-ck a rap beat
spеcialize in heavy artillery, not a athlete
souped up chevy ‘6-4, don’t at me
[chorus: hit-town]
she love the way i f-ck, say i’m nasty (i’m nasty)
get the f-ck out if you ain’t smashin’ (b-tch)
this a ho house, get nasty
money, p-ssy, weed, gymnastics (yeah)
i get b-tches, i f-ck hoes
strippers, freaks, all kinds of hoes
man, this sh-t is amazin’ (amazin’)
man, it feels good to be a gangsta
[verse 2: suga free]
bust it, b-tch, if i wanted you to say somethin’
i’d stick my arm way up your ass and work your mouth like a puppet
perms, cadillac, aob
pomona, california, they know me
tattoo, uh, it ain’t fair, but
n-gga flew to san francisco for a haircut
suga free, f-ck their confusion
n-gga say, “it’s a lot of love in the air”
i say, “that’s why we got air pollution”, haha
strike her fast, ’til death do us apart
she gained six hundred pounds, are you still gonna wipe her ass?
my name’s smitty piper
f-ck my high school sweetheart, marriage and her f-ckin’ sh-tty diaper
let him bust to me
i’m suga free the pimp, my name ain’t freddie f-ck for free
let her bare come a truce
i like the type of b-tch when i f-ck her, her hair don’t come a-loose
[chorus: hit-town]
she love the way i f-ck, say i’m nasty (i’m nasty)
get the f-ck out if you ain’t smashin’ (b-tch)
this a ho house, get nasty
money, p-ssy, weed, gymnastics (yeah)
i get b-tches, i f-ck hoes
strippers, freaks, all kinds of hoes
man, this sh-t is amazin’ (amazin’)
man, it feels good to be a gangsta
[outro: hit-town]
ruthless
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