CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Batman Reloaded
Dubba-AA flex
Mm, Statik On The Track (David Tell Em)
Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks
Had to tell that b*t*h to watch her hands, push yo' sh*t back
I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss that
I know you see the way these diamonds dance
Crack the seal on that dope and pour a four up
You got the opp, I got the Backwood, get you rolled up
And life cold, my n***a died, think that it's colder
Swerve on a n***a ass, aim with the strap, watch how he fold up
b*t*h, you ain't gon' fold nothin', one thing you know is up with me
I got nothin' but killers on the line and they all stuck with me
f**k the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon' bust for me
Run up, that's when all you n***as dyin', you think 'bout touching me
These n***as shootin' sh*t luckily
b*t*h, this ain't no luck, n***a, we get close, bust the fire
No shooting from a distance, we gon' zip 'em, you just pull on side
This cutter hit 'em, flip 'em, Draco split 'em and they don't walk outside
Talk like you official, we gon' blitz him, buried while alive
Pull up in that Rolls, I look like Batman
I'm cold right now, man, where the heater? n***a, f**k the fan
I think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance
These n***as roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass
Mm, Statik On The Track (David Tell Em)
Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks
Had to tell that b*t*h to watch her hands, push yo' sh*t back
I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss that
I know you see the way these diamonds dance
Crack the seal on that dope and pour a four up
You got the opp, I got the Backwood, get you rolled up
And life cold, my n***a died, think that it's colder
Swerve on a n***a ass, aim with the strap, watch how he fold up
b*t*h, you ain't gon' fold nothin', one thing you know is up with me
I got nothin' but killers on the line and they all stuck with me
f**k the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon' bust for me
Run up, that's when all you n***as dyin', you think 'bout touching me
These n***as shootin' sh*t luckily
b*t*h, this ain't no luck, n***a, we get close, bust the fire
No shooting from a distance, we gon' zip 'em, you just pull on side
This cutter hit 'em, flip 'em, Draco split 'em and they don't walk outside
Talk like you official, we gon' blitz him, buried while alive
Pull up in that Rolls, I look like Batman
I'm cold right now, man, where the heater? n***a, f**k the fan
I think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance
These n***as roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass
