Corrección Letra Why You Hatin’ par Futuristic

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Yeah, I get money like it's going out of style
You should know the hate don't pay the bills
So you should tone it down
Roll your sound
People talking and they throwing in the towel
I'm a cross-country runner, I'ma go the extra mile
And my style ain't free so I never freestyle
Try'na keep the peace, if it's beef, then I mean now
Peace out, know a couple G's, pull a piece out
Talk is cheap
Never talk to me, but sending Tweets out?
Watch your mouth
Lil' God, I'm a killer with the flow
I'm a clept on, steppеd through and stealing people's show
So don't book mе for an open, no you'll never let it go
I got people mad at me from what I did four years ago
Here we go again, I'm goin' in and that's the word
Since 2010, that boy is sick, get 'em a cure
I'm getting cheese, give 'em a curd, that boy a bird
I lead the pack, I got a herd, you insecure
I ain't tripping 'bout sh*t unless I'm tripping on chips
I'm just sippin' then I'm dippin' like I'm nibblin' on chips
I ain't worry 'bout the chick
Unless it's chicken with the grits
I don't never take a p*ss unless I cop another crib

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