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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoStickz n Stonez
Are you guys ready to party tonight?Are you sure?YeahI fuck with your ass, okayLadies and gentlemenLadies and gentlemenHungerHungerYeahThey gotta hide their faceThey was predictin' a nigga to failturns out that was not the caseI'm rockin' a mask with lots in cashI look like I robbed a bankCan't even rob the bank that I usemy money is not with chaseForeign deposits safesI'm writtin' this shit on the private planesSometimes I be flyin' commercial stillThese niggas get rich and become so detachedThey usually start having that surface feelNot a subliminal, speakin' in generalfeelings get hurt when words get spilledSticks and stones may break your bonesbut sayin' my name in a verse will killWord to the wise, nigga, we heard all them lies beforeMy number ones come from albumsthere there's burgers and fries to goGo against me, your odds is lowI don't even got no opps for real, niggajust give me my props for realI done did everything, I'm 'bout to chillCount the mills in cribs on top of hillsMad chips, cash rich, my stash thick, I'm Dr PhilStash thick, I'm Steve Harvey, bad bitch, two friendsHat trick caught three bodiesand tell 'em to go like the E-40, uhNiggas don't want no smoke with me, I'm one of them onesTip toein' through the slums, duckin' a hundred round drumI take my lumps way out in Cumberlandniggas ain't know where I huntShit, I'm up, stomachs stay rumblin'niggas ain't know what I doneNiggas don't want no smoke with me, I'm one of them onesHop on a song with whoever, I ain't duckin' no one on oneAyy, pull up the track, I'm 'bout to blackand go on a whole 'nother round(Whole 'nother round, whole 'nother round)Yeah, uh (Ladies and gentlemen)So much drama on the street, feel like the beef is randomMurder galore, turn into Thor, I gotta keep a hammerIn case weather get inclementShots rain on the innocentthe neighbors still don't know who sent them shitsit's like a secret SantaMe, I'm out here reachin' for a higher frequency, I plan toRest my feet in presidential suitesor sleep in beach cabanasSkeetin' on thousand count sheetsI'm hittin' freaks in tandemsBuss 'em down then throw 'em in the cablike they from East AtlantaHow it feel to see the flyest bitchand know that he can land 'em?Every word I speak on beatsit's guaranteed defeat the fandomWigglers wanna walk inside my sneakerswatchin' from the bleachersOnly time they'll see their roles reversedis if they lease a PhantomBad investment, but what else you had expected?Moms was broke my whole adolescence, never had a lessonExcept for pawn shop hustlesto collections had her stressin'Bitches couldn't tellif I was poor or just bad addressin', it wasA bit of both, when I take it uptop I took an oath (Huh)I was gon' hit a lick, break breadwith my dawgs and split a loaf (Huh)And take over the gamemake sure they know my name, 'cause he the GOATNow back home is the best in the worldThe Fall Off, come and hear the growth on God, niggaNiggas don't want no smoke with me, I'm one of them onesTip toein' through the slums, duckin' a hundred round drumI take my lumps way out in Cumberlandniggas ain't know where I huntShit, I'm up, stomachs stay rumblin'niggas ain't know what I doneNiggas don't want no smoke with me, I'm one of them onesHop on a song with whoever, I ain't duckin' no one on oneAyy, pull up the track, I'm 'bout to blackand go on a whole 'nother round(Whole 'nother round, whole 'nother round)Ladies and gentlemenLadies and—
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