CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : EPIDEMIC

Astro on the beat (Ah, hahahahahah)
Run the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah and this DC
Y'already know that
What

Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass successfully, ayy

Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy
When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
'Cause grouchy ass n***as, ain't testin' me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Chemo f**kin' therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the f**k is that?
With that f**kin' dexterity, ayy