Corrección Letra The Race (MC Bucky Remix) par Tay-K

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Letra

I-I-I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action (Gang, gang)
You want action, you get turned into past tense (In the past)
Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin' (Pow, pow)
Smith & Wesson made my 9 with some compassion (Skrrt, skrrt)

Fu-Fu-f**k a beat, I was tryna beat a case (Gang, gang)
But I ain't beat that case, b*t*h, I did the race (Skrrt, skrrt)
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face (Lil b*t*h)
Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase (Gang)
Pop a n***a then I go out my way (Skrrt)
Do the dash then I go out the way
Ro-ro-rob a n***a shoes, rob a n***a lace (Gimme that sh*t, n***a)
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face

(Yeah, uh-huh)
f**k a beat, you’re never f**kin’ sweet, allow me (Uh, yeah)
Greet 'n meet, now she tryna' tweet about me (Huh, what?)
Oh look, your boyfriend's here, I'ma leave him a note
"Hey, little c**t, I just d**ked yo' b*t*h down," quote (That's the notes)
Now he tryna' catch me, b*t*h, I'm immortal (Can't hurt me)
He pull out the Glock while I got the launcher, got 'em startled
Shouldn't had started, he a little retarded
I'ma wipe his nose then leave him with his drippinn' nose
Come 'n tear his ass up, Auggie (Bark, bark, snarl)
Nah, I'ma crash into him like a kamikaze (Ka-boom)
Cryin' for your mommy? This won't end the story so easily
This dude weak, I'll end him so breezily
He wants to end this peacefully, he's wheezin'
Coughin', sneezin', sneezin' blood out, he's bleedin'
Need your inhaler? Um, I don't have it
What flavor was it? Uh, f**k it, see you later

Pimp gon' be eatin' good noodles every day (Free Pimp)
b*t*h, I'm drawin' doodles, Tay-K, paint the way (You're a simp)
Choppa tear your dudies into fish fillet (Lil b*t*h)
I-I-I woke up too moody, who gon' die today? (Skrrt)
Shoot a f**kboy in his mothaf**kin' face (Grrah, grrah)
We-We-We cookin' up, boy, you don't wanna go dat way (Dat way, dat way)
Gotta go dat way, you get robbed for your rackades (Rackades, rackades)
Gotta go dat way, boy, you not gon' be happy (Hahaha)
I-I-I tote 50s, I'm a shooter like Young Pappy (Pew)
b*t*h try to rob, we make her dance, Michael Jackson (Skrrt)
We was plottin', y'all was tryna get the pack in (Lil b*t*h)
Get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction (Gimme that sh*t)
I-I-I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin'
Smith & Wesson made my 9 with subcompaction

Fu-fu-f**k a beat, I was tryna beat a case (Gang, gang)
But I ain't beat that case, b*t*h, I did the race (Skrrt, skrrt)
Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face (Lil b*t*h)
Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase (Gang)
Pop a n***a then I go out my way (Skrrt)
Do the dash then I go out the way
Ro-ro-rob a n***a shoes, rob a n***a lace (Gimme that sh*t, n***a)
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face

See it in my mothaf**kin' face

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