CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : WTF

I do this for them n***as stuck in trap stuck in the trenches All my N***a a is marksmen no time for The benches I’m so sick of being slept on make me wanna run in a bank with a Teflon vest on ready to take over the block don’t care who toes i step on I’ve been Urkel even if jhalil they still treat me like stephon and I’m so sick of that sh*t SO it’s f**k ya Clique F**k Ya B*t*h I’m running up in the game like


Got my feet up on you sofas, man

I mean a hostess for my open hand


I got the game kidnap in my Rover man

I nevеr kiss her, I never hold hеr hand

In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man

I'mma pimp her, it's over man

When I twist her in the Gold sedan
Like I'm Goldie man, the game chose me man

Kay man, ice- sub zero with the frozen hands