letra de blade $inner - yung tama
you a f-ck n-gga when i get my blade i run up on you
then i slice quicker, i just sip on drank
then i walk out with that bright liquor i walk past his thot
she gon’ call me like wassup victor, i just break the rock
tell your boys they better duck, n-gga, garden full of weed
now i’m passing out these blunts, n-gga, b-tch i feel og
think of ways i cannot f-ck with ya
lemme get back to the rapping the way i be spitting on tracks
i cover my face with a mask a pistol my waist now i’m lyrical
okay b-tch my choppa go brrat, twenty-one shots at your back
twenty more opps in the pack
nah i’m just playing i don’t do that murder sh-t it just sound good in my raps
i like my money in stacks
i cannot f-ck with the crack, but i grew up with them crooks that always say they got my back
blood, blue, red flag i can’t choose whether who’s good or who’s bad
i gotta take care of this jit
all these opps on my d-ck
hollow tip go in the clip
four ghosts on my lists, four bro’s they my twins
none of you can’t f-ck with me
i’m on the side where the demons don’t sleep
speak on my name i’ma ghost you can’t see
sneak through your crib with a blade and a beam
you a f-ck n-gga when i get my blade i run up on you
then i slice quicker, i just sip on drank
then i walk out with that bright liquor i walk past his thot
she gon’ call me like wassup victor, i just break the rock
tell your boys they better duck, n-gga, garden full of weed
now i’m passing out these blunts, n-gga, b-tch i feel og
think of ways i cannot f-ck with ya
lemme get back to the rapping the way i be spitting on tracks
i cover my face with a mask a pistol my waist now i’m lyrical
okay b-tch my choppa go brrat, twenty-one shots at your back
twenty more opps in the pack
nah i’m just playing i don’t do that murder sh-t it just sound good in my raps
i like my money in stacks
i cannot f-ck with the crack, but i grew up with them crooks that always say they got my back
blood, blue, red flag i can’t choose whether who’s good or who’s bad
i gotta take care of this jit
all these opps on my d-ck
hollow tip go in the clip
four ghosts on my lists, four bro’s they my twins
none of you can’t f-ck with me
i’m on the side where the demons don’t sleep
speak on my name i’ma ghost you can’t see
sneak through your crib with a blade and a beam (yeah)
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- letra de under the milky way - starflyer 59
- letra de shed skin - riff knives
- letra de back to eden - santa sangre
- letra de wracam do siebie - wszedziezuber
- letra de the one - joe cocker
- letra de the snow and three thousand miles - mindy smith
- letra de times are hard for dreamers - carrie hope fletcher