Corrección Letra The World par Young Thug

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Now you might just sing
But I know my eyes ain't tripping (nah)
My momma told me I'm a beast
We got London On Da Track
I know you don't feel another nigga
You couldn't ever be me
You're way too nice, lil' nigga (what?)
I know a nigga know me
An' I'm pullin' out like a driver, nigga (skrrt)

I know the world (yah), I know the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me
I know the wor-or-orld, I know the world against me
Oh, I know the world, I know the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me
Feel like the world, feel like the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me, yeah

Oh, hol' on, I, I didn't mean to cut you off
But, I, I'ma gon ahead buy the car, uh
I'ma go ahead buy the bar, an', uh
I'ma go ahead buy your girl, an', uh
I'ma go ahead buy the world, an', uh
I'ma go ahead [?] at home
[?] coupe
An' he wit' it if I'm right or wrong
That's why I respect the nigga, they true
Ysl, they gon' ride 'til I die
An' they don't feel the same way about you
Nigga, stop playin' 'fore I pull up with them goons
An' sit back while them p*ssy niggas sue
Ride on 'em, p*ssy nigga, got the top off of the bit'
I got the K, now watch you swoo
Niggas hatin' on a young nigga gettin' that money, nigga
p*ssy nigga really need a new job, ain't shit funny, nigga?
I leave a big ol' hole right inside you, nigga, like some Funyuns, nigga (bop)
Now they got a crime scene, wrappin' niggas up like they money

I know the world, I know the world against me (hey)
I know the world, I know the world against me (whoa)
Feel like the world, feel like the world against me
I know the wor-or-orld, I know the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me
Feel like the world, feel like they're out to get me
I know the world, I know the world against me
I know the wor-or-orld (what, this nigga)

Let's meet up with them Ks and let's make a little noise
I pull up with some motherf*ckin' generals, no war
She suck that dick, it taste just like some Skittles on my boy
I pull up an' I plug that motherf*cker like a cord
Cops, snitchin', f*ck it I'ma still record
I know Magic, make 'em go back there no more
Shoot slow, make 'em count these f*ckin' bullets like a dork
Tall nigga bring 'em down just like a boy
Bring 'em down, yeah, bring 'em down
To my side, then I beat 'em like a f*ckin' clown
I might pull up with multi' niggas an' call it now
Nigga, [?], boy you work the million out (ha)
p*ssy nigga, stop playin' 'fore I rob your ass
An' leave your ass ass-down
Yeah, make a p*ssy nigga dance
Make 'em dance like them bands out
Make your bitch dance [?] an' her ass out
Hey, I leave your bitch hot with a fan out
Stop playin' 'fore I make it where you can't stand out
Both of us on the Molly, we can't eat nothin' else
Try dinner at [?]
Yeah, he's not one with the clan, now
If you f*ck with me, [?]

I know the world, I know the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me
Feel like the world, sing like the world against me
I know the world, I know the world against me
Oh, I know the world, I know the world against me
Feel like the world, sing like the world against me
I know the world, I hope it's all to get me
I know the wor-or-orld, I know the world against me
I hope it's call comin'

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