CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Get Rich or Go Broke
Yo, yo
I stuffed the leaf inside a joint
Smoke that sh*t right to the face
I've been moving way too slow
Hard to keep up with my pace
Rappers nowadays, they fail
I can't trust the sh*t you say
Let's investigate your style
We find out your sh*t fugazi
Look, I'm too raw for sushi
Too quick, I got a d**k too raw for coochie
Pull up and give your top broad a smoothie
Pull off, in twenty she'll be sending all the nudies
If I make a [?]
Come into the block clapping, applaud the Uzi
Pulled a paper bag off the tall, no koozie
Pull the bus over, drop off your groupie
Dirty south like a junkie with two teeth (two teeth)
In the dirt like two cleats (two clеats)
Yeah, I made a couple changеs
Clip a bud, turned over a new leaf
Twenty-two new boosts, twenty-two sneaks
Underwater like a [?], yeah, the crew's deep
Hit the bodega with Bubs, picking up a dub
Let me hold a dollar for a loosie
b*t*h, I'm too ill now
You can't get up in the whip looking too chill now
I need a hot girl with a bandana tied straight to the front
And pumps like Lucille Ball (Lucy)
Harley got the kick back
Comb streets but I don't comb a slick back
O brother, where art thou? Over in the alleyway
Throwing up a tag with a thin cap
Rocking a big brim hat
Like I limped back, drunk, slumped in a jet black
Leather jacket on the back with the pins that match
Heavy metal in the waist like a tin flask
Coming in hot, yeah b*t*h, get a skin graft
Burning 'em up, Freddy Krueger, that's a big laugh
pu**y motherf**kers thinking in rap
But consider that trash can, kitty cat, here, kitty cat
Yelawolf
Motherf**ker
I stuffed the leaf inside a joint
Smoke that sh*t right to the face
I've been moving way too slow
Hard to keep up with my pace
Rappers nowadays, they fail
I can't trust the sh*t you say
Let's investigate your style
We find out your sh*t fugazi
Look, I'm too raw for sushi
Too quick, I got a d**k too raw for coochie
Pull up and give your top broad a smoothie
Pull off, in twenty she'll be sending all the nudies
If I make a [?]
Come into the block clapping, applaud the Uzi
Pulled a paper bag off the tall, no koozie
Pull the bus over, drop off your groupie
Dirty south like a junkie with two teeth (two teeth)
In the dirt like two cleats (two clеats)
Yeah, I made a couple changеs
Clip a bud, turned over a new leaf
Twenty-two new boosts, twenty-two sneaks
Underwater like a [?], yeah, the crew's deep
Hit the bodega with Bubs, picking up a dub
Let me hold a dollar for a loosie
b*t*h, I'm too ill now
You can't get up in the whip looking too chill now
I need a hot girl with a bandana tied straight to the front
And pumps like Lucille Ball (Lucy)
Harley got the kick back
Comb streets but I don't comb a slick back
O brother, where art thou? Over in the alleyway
Throwing up a tag with a thin cap
Rocking a big brim hat
Like I limped back, drunk, slumped in a jet black
Leather jacket on the back with the pins that match
Heavy metal in the waist like a tin flask
Coming in hot, yeah b*t*h, get a skin graft
Burning 'em up, Freddy Krueger, that's a big laugh
pu**y motherf**kers thinking in rap
But consider that trash can, kitty cat, here, kitty cat
Yelawolf
Motherf**ker
