CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Chingy (It’s Whatever)
We outchea
Besta
Beja, besta
Tek off your dress
You know
Yo
Ayy, back your bro, don't spectate
He watched when I digged out his best mate's chestplate
White tent wanna lock off that estate
I bet say if corn get fling, that's red tape (Yeah)
Violent, violent, let man tone it
I had shh and that like "Where's my waps?"
Duh, course I stole it
She chat too much, made a next one hold it (Haha)
Told them "Don't get comfy"
In Golborne, bruck that dots, had thе back bit open
Left in the rain, now thе sweets dem swollen
Now I'm rollin', handgun, shots golden
Five door hatchback, lurk in the 'Aves
Five man dash back, might be a hashtag
Lay low, bro just chinged up *****
Yo, I really wanna kill this gasbag
I told little stizzy to go be the lookout (Look)
Cah I ain't tryna lose this telly
Ask Unknown T, my celly
If I had my man lookin' like Nelly
I chinged my man on house block four
Turn that wing to a Hotspur (Done him up)
No Tottenham but it came from a farm
Same size as my arm, it's a Mossberg
Besta
Beja, besta
Tek off your dress
You know
Yo
Ayy, back your bro, don't spectate
He watched when I digged out his best mate's chestplate
White tent wanna lock off that estate
I bet say if corn get fling, that's red tape (Yeah)
Violent, violent, let man tone it
I had shh and that like "Where's my waps?"
Duh, course I stole it
She chat too much, made a next one hold it (Haha)
Told them "Don't get comfy"
In Golborne, bruck that dots, had thе back bit open
Left in the rain, now thе sweets dem swollen
Now I'm rollin', handgun, shots golden
Five door hatchback, lurk in the 'Aves
Five man dash back, might be a hashtag
Lay low, bro just chinged up *****
Yo, I really wanna kill this gasbag
I told little stizzy to go be the lookout (Look)
Cah I ain't tryna lose this telly
Ask Unknown T, my celly
If I had my man lookin' like Nelly
I chinged my man on house block four
Turn that wing to a Hotspur (Done him up)
No Tottenham but it came from a farm
Same size as my arm, it's a Mossberg
