CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Contra

Yeah x2
Black Sheep x3
I don't even write no more, man
(Tag: Elohim, you're home? Can't you come over?)
On God

I'm on my contra sh*t, commando
Pulling up with clips, extend-o
This no game, Nintendo
I don't ever run out of ammo
Ion gon' need me a bandzo
No fake friends, no pretend (doe)
Think I might've found my ten (hoe)
Posted up in my tent (oh)

Watch yo man go dumb, go stupid
If you the best, then prove it
Got no words, be quiet, stay moving
I got a bag, won't lose it

Lose it
n***as get substituted
n***a you're not recruited
Just too damn scared to use it
The truth is, you're useless
I'm ruthless, I've proved this
Keep capping, Imma leave you toothless
You're so dumb, they choose us
I'm going outside; I make it work
I'm in my back; That's every purse
Oh my bad, is that your girl?
She got an ass; she make it twerk
Ay why you mad? I got here first
They say you rap; you got a verse?
I say that's wack, you probably hurt
Back to the lab, you gotta search