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Letra : Goofies
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Who?), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though
Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh?
Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now
Still screamin', "F**k rap," (Why?) change the country for the hip-hop
N***a walkin' in with gang, shut the b*t*h down like Rayford did, don't play with his
He was raised like Bebe kids
Key in a whip like Day-Day, b*t*h
F**k your Lamb', I'm in SRT8, b*t*h
F**k your ho, wouldn't date that b*t*h
Walk in, steal the show, know you hate that sh*t
I'ma grab ten K 'fore they play my sh*t
Beast to the еast
Rappin', I'm deep in the streets
All you n***as keepin' the peacе
All you n***as eatin' the freaks
Know I got a girl, ain't no sleepin' with me
This sh*t like, got eight G's on me, Hutch is freezin' the piece
Tell me freeze, please, we gone, we out
I hope n***as holdin' it down
That's why we ain't f**k with no clown
Too much drip, this lil' bitty b*t*h gon' drown
That lil' boy sh*t out of style
She calling me foul, but how? She keepin' the child
I just jumped deep in the crowd
Turnt up with them, touch my piece, you will die
Givin' all praise to Allah
Iced up, baby, Wocky in my ba-ba
Covert thugging
Sticks when we in here clubbing
Rich n***a sh*t, don't touch it
This sh*t busting
Ice my teeth, my buffies
Paid amounts for it in Kentucky
Good guy, Chucky
N***a wanna play, then we thumping
Spot on fire, it's jumping
Say she love me
Really just tryna get lucky
'Cause she know a n***a get money
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though
Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? (Must be f**kin' your b*t*h)
Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now (Sick as hell 'cause I'm lit)
Still screamin', "F**k rap," (F**k 'em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop)
Old n***as with no figures, I don't care 'bout who you used to be (No)
Quarter milly in GBP, that's three-forty in USD
That's ten mill' on this USB, turn coke stone like USG
And usually, they ain't usin' me (No), but I let it slide, they ain't usin' teeth
Lambchop with a shank tucked, this ain't cheap meat that you're eatin', b*t*h (No)
Private jet, I'm leavin' quick, hit StillBrickin, I need a brick
Got choppers out when they stop us now, these pu**y pigs won't leave the kid
They found a stick in my n***a's whip with a silencer and a full clip
How you turn an AK into a Draco? I need to know right now (How?)
I got one, but don't use it 'cause it's too big when I ride out
It's an old one and it's wooden (It's wooden)
You ho, you said that you wouldn't (You said you wouldn't)
Do all of this hatin' sh*t and come tell my girl is a woman (B*t*h)
Now I'm on the phone to my stylist, like, "Hi, Liv, I need another bag" (Wagwan?)
She proper mad like, "Damn bro, you got caught again with another slag"
I gotta stop with this cheatin' sh*t (F**kin' hell, man)
I got a Scorpio, not the .32 one, yo, this gun got a nina clip
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though
Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? (Must be f**kin' your b*t*h)
Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now (Sick as hell 'cause I'm lit)
Still screamin', "F**k rap," (F**k 'em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop)
Hip-hop
F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Who?), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though
Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh?
Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now
Still screamin', "F**k rap," (Why?) change the country for the hip-hop
N***a walkin' in with gang, shut the b*t*h down like Rayford did, don't play with his
He was raised like Bebe kids
Key in a whip like Day-Day, b*t*h
F**k your Lamb', I'm in SRT8, b*t*h
F**k your ho, wouldn't date that b*t*h
Walk in, steal the show, know you hate that sh*t
I'ma grab ten K 'fore they play my sh*t
Beast to the еast
Rappin', I'm deep in the streets
All you n***as keepin' the peacе
All you n***as eatin' the freaks
Know I got a girl, ain't no sleepin' with me
This sh*t like, got eight G's on me, Hutch is freezin' the piece
Tell me freeze, please, we gone, we out
I hope n***as holdin' it down
That's why we ain't f**k with no clown
Too much drip, this lil' bitty b*t*h gon' drown
That lil' boy sh*t out of style
She calling me foul, but how? She keepin' the child
I just jumped deep in the crowd
Turnt up with them, touch my piece, you will die
Givin' all praise to Allah
Iced up, baby, Wocky in my ba-ba
Covert thugging
Sticks when we in here clubbing
Rich n***a sh*t, don't touch it
This sh*t busting
Ice my teeth, my buffies
Paid amounts for it in Kentucky
Good guy, Chucky
N***a wanna play, then we thumping
Spot on fire, it's jumping
Say she love me
Really just tryna get lucky
'Cause she know a n***a get money
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though
Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? (Must be f**kin' your b*t*h)
Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now (Sick as hell 'cause I'm lit)
Still screamin', "F**k rap," (F**k 'em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop)
Old n***as with no figures, I don't care 'bout who you used to be (No)
Quarter milly in GBP, that's three-forty in USD
That's ten mill' on this USB, turn coke stone like USG
And usually, they ain't usin' me (No), but I let it slide, they ain't usin' teeth
Lambchop with a shank tucked, this ain't cheap meat that you're eatin', b*t*h (No)
Private jet, I'm leavin' quick, hit StillBrickin, I need a brick
Got choppers out when they stop us now, these pu**y pigs won't leave the kid
They found a stick in my n***a's whip with a silencer and a full clip
How you turn an AK into a Draco? I need to know right now (How?)
I got one, but don't use it 'cause it's too big when I ride out
It's an old one and it's wooden (It's wooden)
You ho, you said that you wouldn't (You said you wouldn't)
Do all of this hatin' sh*t and come tell my girl is a woman (B*t*h)
Now I'm on the phone to my stylist, like, "Hi, Liv, I need another bag" (Wagwan?)
She proper mad like, "Damn bro, you got caught again with another slag"
I gotta stop with this cheatin' sh*t (F**kin' hell, man)
I got a Scorpio, not the .32 one, yo, this gun got a nina clip
Ayy, look at who they call gang (Gang), n***as goofy than a b*t*h though
Throwin' dirt on my name (Why?), must be f**kin' your b*t*h, huh? (Must be f**kin' your b*t*h)
Prayin' on my downfall (Why?), sick as hell 'cause I'm lit now (Sick as hell 'cause I'm lit)
Still screamin', "F**k rap," (F**k 'em) change the country for the hip-hop (Change the country for the hip-hop)
Hip-hop
F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
F**k rap, change the country for the hip-hop
