CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Exposing Remix
It's 3M my n***a, you already know what time it is my n***a
N***as wanted me on my bullsh*t
Ah, so free the dawgs and the demons man
F**ks wrong with them, man, we don't net bang
Opps are talking sh*t up on the 'gram just like the other day
Man, my shooters lurking for his a**, right by his mother's place
On the gang, man that pu**y lucky if he sees another day
Real n***a, I'm the type to make sure my brother straight
Like are you gonna spray?
Talking on the 'gram but see the kid and look the other way
Boy, you're just a rapper, stop the capping, man, you losing it
Now we hit up name brands, why the opps are shooting kids?
Two whips, me and AR sliding, got the same drop
Same opp, pull up with some FN's holding thirty, make the place hot
These n***as are telling, they ain't solid, always name drop
Screaming free the opps, shooters praying that the case drop
So free cuzz 'cause they got him on a murder case
B*t*h we really with it, flipping sh*t just like a burger place
Sliding with the Malis, turning up the city murder rate
I can't lose my life, that's my they got me on a burner case
Got a tracker on the whip just like it's Bluetooth
Mobbing with the demons, screaming free my n***a TwoTwo
Hustle like I'm Nipsey when I'm flexing on this new-new
Four-o sliding, we ain't dipping on no two two
Boy you ain't no shooter, quit the capping, what's your body count?
Malis catching bodies, take a trip right back to Mali town
Drop my youngins in your hood, bet they know what's [intelligible]
Plus I f**ked your BM, now we call you Mr. Save a Ho
The f**k's wrong with them, man?
DeeJay, dawg, yo, spin that sh*t back
(Late nights, me and bro, DeeJayM0, he mix it)
Ah
Gangster on the mic' but you a b*t*h in reality
And we know your block inside and out just like geography
That n***a in the air, we popping bottles, it's a light show
Man, he got caught slipping [?] wanted was an ISO
Had that pu**y n***a dancing like he was Michael
Jackson, swear to God he's acting
Funny like Blackson
Beg them, stop the capping
Exposing these rappers that tell my story when they rapping
Trapping, just in case the rap sh*t doesn't happen
Just in case this rap sh*t doesn't happen, man
Free the dawgs and the demons, man
R.I.P the real
Exposing these fugazi a** n***as, man
We some trap stars, man
Keep counting, keep counting, f**k, man
N***as wanted me on my bullsh*t
Ah, so free the dawgs and the demons man
F**ks wrong with them, man, we don't net bang
Opps are talking sh*t up on the 'gram just like the other day
Man, my shooters lurking for his a**, right by his mother's place
On the gang, man that pu**y lucky if he sees another day
Real n***a, I'm the type to make sure my brother straight
Like are you gonna spray?
Talking on the 'gram but see the kid and look the other way
Boy, you're just a rapper, stop the capping, man, you losing it
Now we hit up name brands, why the opps are shooting kids?
Two whips, me and AR sliding, got the same drop
Same opp, pull up with some FN's holding thirty, make the place hot
These n***as are telling, they ain't solid, always name drop
Screaming free the opps, shooters praying that the case drop
So free cuzz 'cause they got him on a murder case
B*t*h we really with it, flipping sh*t just like a burger place
Sliding with the Malis, turning up the city murder rate
I can't lose my life, that's my they got me on a burner case
Got a tracker on the whip just like it's Bluetooth
Mobbing with the demons, screaming free my n***a TwoTwo
Hustle like I'm Nipsey when I'm flexing on this new-new
Four-o sliding, we ain't dipping on no two two
Boy you ain't no shooter, quit the capping, what's your body count?
Malis catching bodies, take a trip right back to Mali town
Drop my youngins in your hood, bet they know what's [intelligible]
Plus I f**ked your BM, now we call you Mr. Save a Ho
The f**k's wrong with them, man?
DeeJay, dawg, yo, spin that sh*t back
(Late nights, me and bro, DeeJayM0, he mix it)
Ah
Gangster on the mic' but you a b*t*h in reality
And we know your block inside and out just like geography
That n***a in the air, we popping bottles, it's a light show
Man, he got caught slipping [?] wanted was an ISO
Had that pu**y n***a dancing like he was Michael
Jackson, swear to God he's acting
Funny like Blackson
Beg them, stop the capping
Exposing these rappers that tell my story when they rapping
Trapping, just in case the rap sh*t doesn't happen
Just in case this rap sh*t doesn't happen, man
Free the dawgs and the demons, man
R.I.P the real
Exposing these fugazi a** n***as, man
We some trap stars, man
Keep counting, keep counting, f**k, man
