CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Coochie Loose
(Enrgy, made this one)
Enrgy, man, why you do that man?
Oooh
Bro put a silencer on the (Pew), this b*t*h shoot like (Yeah)
Bro put a silencer on the (Pew), this b*t*h look like Pegs
Ridin' around with two old chops, this b*t*h look like legs
Hit a n***a with a mop stick, this b*t*h look like dreads
I be ridin' around with a Stallion, this b*t*h look like Meg (Yeah)
Damn, I can't rap no more (No)
Bro got 25 to life, he can't trap no more (f**k)
I done filled my book bag up, I can't stack no more (Yeah)
Lil bro got caught on the camera, he can't jack no more (Damn)
Sippin' purple Wockhardt, ain't no act no more (No)
I just bought a Gen 5 Glock, I can't scrap no more (Yeah)
Never mind, the policе took my gun, I ain't strapped no more
I know my old b*t*h hittin' blow, she ain't fat no morе
I be showin' my ass, like literally, I have my pants down
Who all wanna get killed? Alright, put your hands down
It's hot around my hood, so it be hard to put the fan down
I probably look broke, but it's a couple hundred bands around (Yeah)
Super charger on the AR, this b*t*h chase cars
Fire comin' out the back part, like a race car
I be takin' n***as hoes inside the bar, I don't take bars
I'm finna kill a lot of people, I just pressed up fake bars (Alright)
I be sayin' real sh*t, not no fake bars
I just charged a n***a 33 hundred, for 8 bars (Man, okay)
Enrgy, man, why you do that man?
Oooh
Bro put a silencer on the (Pew), this b*t*h shoot like (Yeah)
Bro put a silencer on the (Pew), this b*t*h look like Pegs
Ridin' around with two old chops, this b*t*h look like legs
Hit a n***a with a mop stick, this b*t*h look like dreads
I be ridin' around with a Stallion, this b*t*h look like Meg (Yeah)
Damn, I can't rap no more (No)
Bro got 25 to life, he can't trap no more (f**k)
I done filled my book bag up, I can't stack no more (Yeah)
Lil bro got caught on the camera, he can't jack no more (Damn)
Sippin' purple Wockhardt, ain't no act no more (No)
I just bought a Gen 5 Glock, I can't scrap no more (Yeah)
Never mind, the policе took my gun, I ain't strapped no more
I know my old b*t*h hittin' blow, she ain't fat no morе
I be showin' my ass, like literally, I have my pants down
Who all wanna get killed? Alright, put your hands down
It's hot around my hood, so it be hard to put the fan down
I probably look broke, but it's a couple hundred bands around (Yeah)
Super charger on the AR, this b*t*h chase cars
Fire comin' out the back part, like a race car
I be takin' n***as hoes inside the bar, I don't take bars
I'm finna kill a lot of people, I just pressed up fake bars (Alright)
I be sayin' real sh*t, not no fake bars
I just charged a n***a 33 hundred, for 8 bars (Man, okay)
