letra de rip paul walker - yvngxchris
rip paul walker lyrics
[chorus: yvngxchris]
i’m rockin’ the chrome hearts with amiri jeans, finna f-ck your daughter in this b-tch
i’m off of the perc’ 30 (ooh-ooh), finna crash out, i’m finna paul walker in this b-tch
i lost my glock, so i got another choppa and a rocket launcher in this b-tch
bro, you ain’t a real n-gga, you a b-tch boy, i might put the glock up on this b-tch
then i just might put my c-ck up on your b-tch, i told the b-tch to prop the sh-t up on her lips
you think out the wind and rock out in this b-tch, i’m ’bout to take it out and rock it in a bit
and all of my n-ggas finna hit a blitz, i’m ’bout to cop another glock just for the sh-t
[interlude: yvngxchris]
yeah, n-gga, young viral in this b-tch
you know cam got the f-ckin’ juice
[verse 1: yvngxchris]
okay, that n-gga cam got the juice (oh yeah)
finna slide with that mo’f-ckin’ tool (oh yeah)
got a ho tryna f-ck me in school
these n-ggas be b-tches, on god, but it’s bool (oh yeah)
yeah, these n-ggas be broke, i would hate to be you
them n-ggas like, “chris, i would pay to be you”
when you come with that [?], havin’ hatred for you
i can’t lie, i don’t know what to say to lil’ dude
and, my n-ggas might take you off the map for blues
my young n-gga swervin’ in the bentley coupe
they said that i’m broke, ha, who n-gga?
pop out the cut, let’s give that boy like bool, n-gga
ayy, f-ck this sh-t, i don’t even feel like rappin’ no more, skul, f-ck these n-ggas up bro
[verse 2: babysantana]
ahem (brr)
and i’m rockin’ chrome hearts with the vvs up on my lip
this chrome hearts tee cost a check
not new to this sh-t, i’m a vet’
you new to this sh-t, you a rookie
run off with the pack, we took that boy cookies
og down the street named snookie
young n-gga know a lot, like louie
young n-gga shootin’ sh-t, like louie
3s on the shoes, like luis (b-tch)
f-ck the guys, then pull off in a buick
he got a (bl!ck), but, is he gon’ use it?
your b-tch said she twerk to my music
big choppa, take the trigger and use it (brr)
hop on the beat, and then i abuse it, on god, go (hol on, brr, blatt)
[chorus: yvngxchris, babysantana & both]
i’m rockin’ the chrome hearts with amiri jeans, finna f-ck your daughter in this b-tch
i’m off of the perc’ 30, finna crash out (ooh-ooh), i’m finna paul walker in this b-tch (blatt)
i lost my glock, so i got another choppa and a rocket launcher in this b-tch (blatt, blatt, blatt)
bro, you ain’t a real n-gga, you a b-tch boy, i might put the glock up on this b-tch (brr)
then i just might put my c-ck up on your b-tch, i told the b-tch to prop the sh-t up on her lips
you think out the wind and rock out in this b-tch, i’m ’bout to take it out and rock it in a bit
and all of my n-ggas finna hit a blitz, i’m ’bout to cop another glock just for the sh-t
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