CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Somebody
(Intro)
That real street sh*t man you know
You know what the f**k goin on like
“Ah yea yea yea, nah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blaaah
That”s what these n***as be sounding like
Blah, blah, blah, blaah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
(Verse 1)
Solo I’m creeping don’t nobody know me
Feel like somebody watching so I got it on me
(Annnd) I gotta be super lowkey
Gotta know my struggle get deep cuz I’m in dees streets
Gotta call my momma to apologize
I might be gone if they come get me for this homicide
My b*t*h complaining I know what she need
Give her this d**k when I be stroking going deep
(We sellin drugs)
I been on my grind I ain’t lyin so long
n***as pull up choppas on us
Tell em where I come from it ain’t no love
It ain’t no love
n***as wanna hate but really want the fame
I never change I remain the same
Stay ahead of the game I’m strapped wit that thang
(Chorus)
f**k n***a try me, (try me)
This f.n. is on side me, (side me)
If a catch a body, (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae (x2)
(Verse 2)
For the bread I go loko
n***as sound like b*t*hes but to me that’s free promo
I come from the trenches had to struggle in slow mo
90 times my preacher b*t*h I ain’t talkin romo
Wanna jack that sanogo
And I’ll never playa hate
b*t*h I’m playa made
On the block getting this scrilla just me and my pistol
Pack for paint got it off hoe just me and my n***as
(Yeaaaa)
I come from the mud
I been on the grind I ain’t lyin so long
Keep back in touch we gon pull up
That’s a hunnid round drum up under that gun
In the hood I show love
n***as still hate and they really want my place, (They want my fame yea yea)
I think I need to testify (All the way, all the way)
n***a play wit me just know that I won’t let it fly
(Chorus)
f**k n***a try me
This f.n. is on side me, (side me)
If I catch a body (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae (x2)
(Outro)
(For the bread I go loko)
(n***as sound like b*t*hes but to me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo)
(For the bread I go loko)
(n***as sound like b*t*hes but to me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo yeaa)
That real street sh*t man you know
You know what the f**k goin on like
“Ah yea yea yea, nah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blaaah
That”s what these n***as be sounding like
Blah, blah, blah, blaah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
(Verse 1)
Solo I’m creeping don’t nobody know me
Feel like somebody watching so I got it on me
(Annnd) I gotta be super lowkey
Gotta know my struggle get deep cuz I’m in dees streets
Gotta call my momma to apologize
I might be gone if they come get me for this homicide
My b*t*h complaining I know what she need
Give her this d**k when I be stroking going deep
(We sellin drugs)
I been on my grind I ain’t lyin so long
n***as pull up choppas on us
Tell em where I come from it ain’t no love
It ain’t no love
n***as wanna hate but really want the fame
I never change I remain the same
Stay ahead of the game I’m strapped wit that thang
(Chorus)
f**k n***a try me, (try me)
This f.n. is on side me, (side me)
If a catch a body, (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae (x2)
(Verse 2)
For the bread I go loko
n***as sound like b*t*hes but to me that’s free promo
I come from the trenches had to struggle in slow mo
90 times my preacher b*t*h I ain’t talkin romo
Wanna jack that sanogo
And I’ll never playa hate
b*t*h I’m playa made
On the block getting this scrilla just me and my pistol
Pack for paint got it off hoe just me and my n***as
(Yeaaaa)
I come from the mud
I been on the grind I ain’t lyin so long
Keep back in touch we gon pull up
That’s a hunnid round drum up under that gun
In the hood I show love
n***as still hate and they really want my place, (They want my fame yea yea)
I think I need to testify (All the way, all the way)
n***a play wit me just know that I won’t let it fly
(Chorus)
f**k n***a try me
This f.n. is on side me, (side me)
If I catch a body (body)
Ima hold it down that’s the truth bae (x2)
(Outro)
(For the bread I go loko)
(n***as sound like b*t*hes but to me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo)
(For the bread I go loko)
(n***as sound like b*t*hes but to me that’s free promo)
(To me that’s free promo yeaa)
