CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Straight In
(Intro)
Yo 2020, it's been a mad year already, you get me?
It's all mad, yo look, look
There's no hook for this one, I'm going straight in
And all these other rappers mixtape's can get thrown in the bin
Cause I'm back and I'm gunnin' for the win
In a fight, just know the right, it's comin' for the chin
If I back out the knife it usually gets grim
The devil takes control I'm tryna' hack a man's limb off
I'm the one that backed out the 9 and made your whole gang spin off
And nearly took your mans chin off
Rappers rappin' now them man have been washed
I'm watchin' the game gettin' faker while I'm sittin' makin' paper
I'm one of the last one's left, I've never been lost
That tracksuit you're wearin's never been washed
Hater I never been that, and fake I've never been that
I'm as real as they come, I'll put a hole in a n***a just pass the gloves and the gun
I'll put em in a bin bag, I'm askin God for forgiveness even though I sin bad
See this music tings hard it's not easy
But I make it look easy every track spittin' grease
I flip major P's on the road to success I keep a piece to put a hole in the chest if need be
And if need be, man could pay a little younger to jump out the car, cowabunga
And put one in your chest and put you 6 feet under, in your under, armour, pop up like a farmer
Shotgun in me palm yeah, n***a just forget that
Sound the alarm if you see me on your block in jet black
Then your gone, cause the aim's too precise, I slapped it
The me and shh dispersed like 2 mice on the beat
I'm too nice, that's why they wanna f**k with me
With a strap I'm too nice that's why the opps do not wanna f**k with me
There's bare reluctancy, just in case I've got the f**kin' pump with me
Yo 2020, it's been a mad year already, you get me?
It's all mad, yo look, look
There's no hook for this one, I'm going straight in
And all these other rappers mixtape's can get thrown in the bin
Cause I'm back and I'm gunnin' for the win
In a fight, just know the right, it's comin' for the chin
If I back out the knife it usually gets grim
The devil takes control I'm tryna' hack a man's limb off
I'm the one that backed out the 9 and made your whole gang spin off
And nearly took your mans chin off
Rappers rappin' now them man have been washed
I'm watchin' the game gettin' faker while I'm sittin' makin' paper
I'm one of the last one's left, I've never been lost
That tracksuit you're wearin's never been washed
Hater I never been that, and fake I've never been that
I'm as real as they come, I'll put a hole in a n***a just pass the gloves and the gun
I'll put em in a bin bag, I'm askin God for forgiveness even though I sin bad
See this music tings hard it's not easy
But I make it look easy every track spittin' grease
I flip major P's on the road to success I keep a piece to put a hole in the chest if need be
And if need be, man could pay a little younger to jump out the car, cowabunga
And put one in your chest and put you 6 feet under, in your under, armour, pop up like a farmer
Shotgun in me palm yeah, n***a just forget that
Sound the alarm if you see me on your block in jet black
Then your gone, cause the aim's too precise, I slapped it
The me and shh dispersed like 2 mice on the beat
I'm too nice, that's why they wanna f**k with me
With a strap I'm too nice that's why the opps do not wanna f**k with me
There's bare reluctancy, just in case I've got the f**kin' pump with me
