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letra de born killer 2 - zotiyac

[hook]
ain’t no one telling me nothing i don’t know already i ain’t tryna take yo advice
i been the good guy already, but that sh-t got tired real quick now i ain’t playing nice
i am not looking at nothing inside the store if i can’t buy that muhf-cka twice
a might’ve fell for that sh-t in the past you can bet that i won’t trust a muhf-cka twice

[verse 1]
yup, i tell these n-ggas to die ‘n these b-tches get lost
i’m getting sick of this sh-t and i’m sipping on medicine tryna get rid of this cough
lil n-gga you are not a factor we ain’t worried bout ya we tryna get rid of the boss
i’m chiefin’ i’m feelin’ like patrick, throw one bullet at you and then i get rid of the ball
n-gga don’t hop in this field cuz you finna get blitzed
you can’t be waiting for me to fall off if you is then i promise you finna get p-ssed
they be like yac where you going don’t hop in that car boy you sipping a dangerous mix
my n-gga peeped in the back seen the pigs i ain’t worried bout that cuz i’m sw-ngin’ this b-tch (sw-ngin’ this b-tch)
yup, i’m doing 120 i’m on 215, i seen a whole lot of sh-t
you ask if the police ask me i ain’t seen a thing
boy i got a sub on me right now teach yo ass something
drop that boy in a lake like marine, lil n-gga caught all the led innit? mop with the baldheads in it b-tch it’s mr. clean
n-gga hop back in the stu and go try again that sh-t you kicking it ain’t nothing new
n-ggas be talking a lot but please tell me do you think a n-gga can do what i do?
nope

you never been on this level my n-gga you late, i feel so sorry for all these rap n-ggas you just want somebody to tell you, you great
these n-ggas don’t need no guns boy i promise they just need somebody to tell em they safe
fore i go overboard with the bullsh-t boy i’m gon need somebody to tell me to wait, wait
“yac hold the f-ck up these n-ggas don’t hear what you sayin’”
sh-t, it don’t matter to me it’s just rapping to me long as these n-ggas know i ain’t playin’
n-ggas be acting like haters but really the boy just disguising his self as a fan
30 on me like the size of my belt on the side of my belt
pull that muhf-cka “blam!”

[verse 2]
n-gga get back on yo grind get the f-ck off my d-ck
i gotta pour up a line every time that i hear one of these n-ggas just dropped some new sh-t
i’m finna roll up a wood and i’m taking a hit every time that i make a new hit
boy by the end of this session i’m finna be out of my body i’m high than a b-tch
ain’t no one telling me nothing i don’t know already i already know what you know
don’t even think about asking before you approach me you already know it was no
if you not having that sh-t don’t even look at that sh-t boy don’t even get close to the store
n-gga run up on me he gon’ see all of this fire like when you get close to the smoke, yup
or get yo ass popped like when you get too close to the pope, n-gga i’m running this rap royal rumble, i throw any n-gga up over the rope
murda mo murda i’m murdering murder it’s back to the point
we don’t know what she wrote
got mfs telling me that i be taking this sh-t way too far
i don’t know where to go

- zotiyac

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