CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : MAKE EM STOP
(YTRID)
(This is a certified hood cla**ic)
Get- get-, get-, get out-, get-, get out my head-(Yessir) that's why
Yessir, yessir, yessir
Yessir, yessir (Get out- get out my head)
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
I got stuck, I'ma stalker
Look at ourselves, motherf**kin' pipe down
I'ma gonna put you in a f**kin headlock
I'm bout to f**kin' murder, a f**kin' fifth time
I feel like Mandy, got murder in my mind
I got no signs, listen to you f**kin' run
I filled a gun, I walk into the function
Guns at yo' head
I'ma mention that you're f**kin dead, no, it ain't no bluff
I'ma leave you dead, f**ked us up, if I can have you
Wait till you see me, when you see me I'm f**kin' vicious
O-Oh, agh!
Ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah
I've been pulling out my hair (I've been pulling out my hair)
I've been pulling out my hair (I've been pulling out my hair)
Why you pussies lookin' scared? (Why you pussies look scared?)
I pray to God, but he don't care (He don't care)
You ain't f**kin' with my clik (Damn son, where you find this?)
I'ma make her suck my d**k (Argh!)
Don't be givin' me no lick (No!)
You ain't tryna see me trip (U-huh)
Pro clubs is all I wear (Is all I wear)
That's my b*t*h, I don't share (No I don't)
I've been pulling out my hair (I've been pullin' out my hair)
I pray to God but he don't care (He don't give a f**k)
I've been pulling out my hair, he don't give a f**k
I've been pulling out my hair, no he don't give a f**k
I've been pulling out my hair, no one gives a f**k about me
I pray to God but he don't care
Nah, he don't give a f**k
(Boy, you gonna be ready for this!)
(This that DJxxNAVI motherf**ka'!)
This is why I love music so much, everything about it just interests me so much. I've had a lot of other things that I've been pa**ionate but nothing even comes close to music; and knowing that you've created something that no one else has, it's pretty f**king cool man. People can take your style, you know, they can form their own style around it, they can be inspired, they can outright copy you; just knowing at the end of the day that you have your own thing going and that people respect and love you for what you're doing is so f**king amazing. The fact that you can strive to make what you want to hear and the final product isn't always perfect but every time I sit down and create something, I'm getting closer and closer to making what I want to make.
(This is a certified hood cla**ic)
Get- get-, get-, get out-, get-, get out my head-(Yessir) that's why
Yessir, yessir, yessir
Yessir, yessir (Get out- get out my head)
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
All these voices in my head, I just wanna make them stop
I got stuck, I'ma stalker
Look at ourselves, motherf**kin' pipe down
I'ma gonna put you in a f**kin headlock
I'm bout to f**kin' murder, a f**kin' fifth time
I feel like Mandy, got murder in my mind
I got no signs, listen to you f**kin' run
I filled a gun, I walk into the function
Guns at yo' head
I'ma mention that you're f**kin dead, no, it ain't no bluff
I'ma leave you dead, f**ked us up, if I can have you
Wait till you see me, when you see me I'm f**kin' vicious
O-Oh, agh!
Ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah
I've been pulling out my hair (I've been pulling out my hair)
I've been pulling out my hair (I've been pulling out my hair)
Why you pussies lookin' scared? (Why you pussies look scared?)
I pray to God, but he don't care (He don't care)
You ain't f**kin' with my clik (Damn son, where you find this?)
I'ma make her suck my d**k (Argh!)
Don't be givin' me no lick (No!)
You ain't tryna see me trip (U-huh)
Pro clubs is all I wear (Is all I wear)
That's my b*t*h, I don't share (No I don't)
I've been pulling out my hair (I've been pullin' out my hair)
I pray to God but he don't care (He don't give a f**k)
I've been pulling out my hair, he don't give a f**k
I've been pulling out my hair, no he don't give a f**k
I've been pulling out my hair, no one gives a f**k about me
I pray to God but he don't care
Nah, he don't give a f**k
(Boy, you gonna be ready for this!)
(This that DJxxNAVI motherf**ka'!)
This is why I love music so much, everything about it just interests me so much. I've had a lot of other things that I've been pa**ionate but nothing even comes close to music; and knowing that you've created something that no one else has, it's pretty f**king cool man. People can take your style, you know, they can form their own style around it, they can be inspired, they can outright copy you; just knowing at the end of the day that you have your own thing going and that people respect and love you for what you're doing is so f**king amazing. The fact that you can strive to make what you want to hear and the final product isn't always perfect but every time I sit down and create something, I'm getting closer and closer to making what I want to make.
