CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : oxycodone 2
(It's Surreal Gang lil b*t*h)
Damn the piece hit again, yeah
Damn the piece hit again
Damn the piece hit again, yeah (Slayworld Soulja)
Damn the piece hit again
Damn the piece hit again, yeah
Damn the piece hit again
Damn the piece hit again, yeah
OxyContin got me breathin'
Still slidin' with my demons
Countin' twenty bands up in the Rover
Got an AK with a f**king knife on it
If it hit your ass its over
b*t*h I'm a mu'f**kin' cup lover
I just ran out of Oxy
Tell Jozizzy bring the drugs over
Keep the stick just like a Taliban
Flip fifty racks to a hunnid bands
Beefin' with us you a stupid man
I hadda' run up my loot again
Spent fifteen hunnid on Louis lens
She love the way that my diamonds hit
Bought a whole pint with some counterfeit
Tell me you love me don't lie again
After I f**ked her, I told her I love her on Oxy, the b*t*h still believed it
Give the green light my n***a to take off your head, you're dead, my n***a's a demon
Seven hunnid horsepower truck, put the windows up, don't give no f**ks
In the SRT Demon, that b*t*h too fast, put the benzo up
My b*t*h too bad, and she got her an ass that's too fat, I bought the Cartier
Countin' thirty bands in ten minutes, and I couldn't breathe, had me a rack attack
Told her if we finna f**k and your pu**y stank, I'ma leave, and I ain't comin' back
My n***a rollin Za up in the Bentley truck in a leaf like he a lumberjack
Rented a Lambo' truck, in Miami Heat, goin' top speed
Got taxed three-fifty a line for the Wock', I told my n***a to [?]
That stupid n***a talkin' 'bout wifin' that ho up, and I got her on her knees
Stupid ass n***a know it's a hit when I got lil' Kankan on the beat
Stupid ass b*t*h know I got money when I walk in the party with double Cs
Stupid ass b*t*h got me f**ked up, she know she gon' f**k when her friend leaves
The only reason I was being nice to that lil' b*t*h 'cause I was off Oxy'
My n***a came with his Glock, if you act up, b*t*h we gon' shoot this spot up
Two years ago she ain't wanna f**k, now she see these diamonds, now she tryna holla
Yeah we can be cool but as soon as you ask for sum', can't get a dollar
It ain't my fault, yo' b*t*h shoulda don't DM me, that's your problem
Damn the piece hit again, yeah
Damn the piece hit again
Damn the piece hit again, yeah (Slayworld Soulja)
Damn the piece hit again
Damn the piece hit again, yeah
Damn the piece hit again
Damn the piece hit again, yeah
OxyContin got me breathin'
Still slidin' with my demons
Countin' twenty bands up in the Rover
Got an AK with a f**king knife on it
If it hit your ass its over
b*t*h I'm a mu'f**kin' cup lover
I just ran out of Oxy
Tell Jozizzy bring the drugs over
Keep the stick just like a Taliban
Flip fifty racks to a hunnid bands
Beefin' with us you a stupid man
I hadda' run up my loot again
Spent fifteen hunnid on Louis lens
She love the way that my diamonds hit
Bought a whole pint with some counterfeit
Tell me you love me don't lie again
After I f**ked her, I told her I love her on Oxy, the b*t*h still believed it
Give the green light my n***a to take off your head, you're dead, my n***a's a demon
Seven hunnid horsepower truck, put the windows up, don't give no f**ks
In the SRT Demon, that b*t*h too fast, put the benzo up
My b*t*h too bad, and she got her an ass that's too fat, I bought the Cartier
Countin' thirty bands in ten minutes, and I couldn't breathe, had me a rack attack
Told her if we finna f**k and your pu**y stank, I'ma leave, and I ain't comin' back
My n***a rollin Za up in the Bentley truck in a leaf like he a lumberjack
Rented a Lambo' truck, in Miami Heat, goin' top speed
Got taxed three-fifty a line for the Wock', I told my n***a to [?]
That stupid n***a talkin' 'bout wifin' that ho up, and I got her on her knees
Stupid ass n***a know it's a hit when I got lil' Kankan on the beat
Stupid ass b*t*h know I got money when I walk in the party with double Cs
Stupid ass b*t*h got me f**ked up, she know she gon' f**k when her friend leaves
The only reason I was being nice to that lil' b*t*h 'cause I was off Oxy'
My n***a came with his Glock, if you act up, b*t*h we gon' shoot this spot up
Two years ago she ain't wanna f**k, now she see these diamonds, now she tryna holla
Yeah we can be cool but as soon as you ask for sum', can't get a dollar
It ain't my fault, yo' b*t*h shoulda don't DM me, that's your problem
