CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : SHOTGUNZ IN HELL

Before the rapping we was robbing
We clap if it's a problem
31 Flavors b*t*h I mix the Baskin' with the Robbin's
Not a rapper I'm a goblin
It sound like I got a DJ on my hook but that's my n***a scratching' and surviving, UH
Cold hearted, The flow retarded, Load a cartridge Ima start killing rappers: Open Market
Smoking chocolate with these two bad b*t*hes, approach me cautious
Bunch of hammers it look like Noah's Ark through the whole apartment, UH
Mr. Fix it, a bit sadistic, touch me die, beef with Kentucky fried, kiss the biscuit
Which statistic? I'm the number one rapper, get specific pen is raw, sample this Fеntanyl its just a snippet n***a
My mind Beirut, Harambe loosе I'm rolling up b*t*h I'm higher than them Kanye boots
My nine say shoot, hope your vest Picante proof
I'm the greatest rapper alive I feel like I'm Jesus
The ninety-two Dr. Dre with the Bombay juice
Jumped out my momma Diamante coup
I redesign they loops and write songs like Deante Hoops
Am I the sh*t, well is Ashanti cute? You f**kin' right!
Murders and all, burners involved Ruger's is out
My n***as shoot at your house until the furniture fall
I hope you n***as done alerted your dogs
Were the best you pussies is scared of death b*t*h I work at the morgue
PAYNE!