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letra de carl johnson - yung kronik

oh, yeah, let’s go these fake f-cking rappers are really just
pedophiles getting exposed you wanted a fight, thought you brought the
fight b-tch, we’re bringing out a war
knock, knock, not waiting, i’ll kick in the door

i’m getting sick to death of hearing your complaints
while you were fast asleep, i composed a team of total sharks
honed our sk!ll till our t–th were razor sharp
silently reminded y’all the ocean dark and violent (see)

i can’t sleep, i’m over the edge, out of my head
dying inside, i’m afraid of this might end, whoa
hickеy out of bed, now i’m anxious in my d-mn mind
there’s whiskеy in the cupboard, screaming

“gabe, let’s take a shot, do a line”
hit a l!ck and a rip off the bong
oh, hold on up and let’s get higher, higher
pop one, pop three, i ain’t got no limits

i’ve
i ain’t been high in a minute, green light
go-pro let’s take photos, it’s ree promo
you look so good, i look good too
it’s my show though, please give me some room
been up all night, lost track of time
got low hope, but we ain’t got wine
and i swear i’m doing fine, and my shorties still thine
and some naughties on my mind, and my blood’s so cold like 2029

payback’s a b-tch, i thought i told you motherf-ckers stay up off my b-tch
stay up out my way, cause i don’t f-cking play
slap a motherf-cker homie straight up in the face
for trying to mad dog, act like he’s f-cking brave

i’m tired of these lines, i’m tired of these wannabe
motherf-ckers acting like they really f-cking gangster
man, i put a pistol in your ear, you want me bopping like a b-tch
i don’t really give a f-ck, that’s just the way it is

if you f-cking with me, then you f-cking with my motherf-cking family
it’s just the way it has to be
another b-tch in the ground, another f-cking body found
if you think you f-cking with me, well you’re just a f-cking clown

h-ll yeah, i get to round, i need a f-cking pound
a f-cking ounce ain’t gonna really do sh-t
i’m in the game, i’m in the street
h-ll yeah, i’m throwing peas

cross out my f-cking b-tch-ass f-cking enemies
every time you f-cking creep my motherf-cking block
well you see, my name on the spot
i give a f-ck about a pig, i give a f-ck about a b-tch
i give a f-ck about a ho, just the f-cking way it is
i only give a f-ck about my motherf-cking money and my family
motherf-cking little dummy, i give a f-ck about me
give a f-ck about a b-tch, i give a f-ck about a ho

just the f-cking way it is
h-ll yeah, you see me in the seats, i keep it a g
you cross out my name, i’ma find you real quick
i give a f-ck about a b-tch, i give a f-ck about a ho

h-ll yeah, i’m in the streets, i hold my own, i hold my weight
i give a f-ck about a b-tch
it’s a double s-o, i throw it up real quick

- yung kronik

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