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El Tema del Hip Hop (Postea tu tema)



Vince be with the rocket, he gon' pop it when it’s danger 'round
Fingertips to tapers now, salute us when you face us
Give a fuck about the moves all these loser niggas making now
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Food was always optional
Eating nothing but hard punches to that abdominal
Closed fist chronicles, sold sniff, Momma knew
Baggies laying 'round, peanut shells at a carnival
Stomping clowns, welcome pussy niggas to the romper room
Buckshot'll cover a whole torso like a parka do
In a park at two, plotting, trying to garner loot
Split it with his big road dog, call him Marmaduke
 


Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, got a trunk of bang, cause I'm a hot boy, got a hot flame
 


Nigga, I been a star, lil' nigga jackin' cars
Nigga, I've been on TV hit the news as a child
I hate sellin' drugs shit ain't fun
Bout to run down on a nigga with the gun
Don't let these rappers fool you they be lyin'
Nigga, it ain't cool to catch no body
If you ain't grippin' poles and swangin' doors, don't be spittin' bout it
I almost said "Fuck this rap shit!", fell in love with violence, ooh
Its a thrill like a pill gettin' high and vibin'
Cut through your neck like it's a violin, ooh
 
Permiso; Ini, center of attention
Había que subirle el pelo al tema :gafas:
 
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Cultivate, multiply, motivate or else we'll die
You know I be the master of the who, what, where and why
See when you're shinin', some chumps'll wanna dull ya
Always selfish, jealous punks will wanna pull ya
Down, just like some shellfish in a bucket
'Cause they love it to see your ass squirm like a worm
But just as you'll receive what is comin' to you
Everybody else is gonna get theirs too
I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute
That everyone must meet their moment of truth
 


Ese, amigo, you talking to me?
Big Glock el Niño, Uno el Chivo
Julio, Saul, we call that Home Depot
Cartel lingo, AR to peephole
Bird is the word, I get that bird from my migo
I get them birds from the migo
Going to pull up with my cholos, that's gangsters
Bad bitch, she understand lingo
Never yell out, no bingo
I need seventy-five for a eagle
Yo me voy a coger tos los kilos
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My heart is sayin’ leave, oh, what a tangled web we weave
When we conspire to conceive, and now
You gettin’ calls at the house, guess you cheatin’
That’s all I need to hear, 'cause I’m leavin’, I’m out the door
Never no more will you see me, this is the end
'Cause now I know you’ve been cheatin', I’m a sucka for love
 
Elmalulito dijo:


Cultivate, multiply, motivate or else we'll die
You know I be the master of the who, what, where and why
See when you're shinin', some chumps'll wanna dull ya
Always selfish, jealous punks will wanna pull ya
Down, just like some shellfish in a bucket
'Cause they love it to see your ass squirm like a worm
But just as you'll receive what is comin' to you
Everybody else is gonna get theirs too
I ain't no saint, therefore I cannot dispute
That everyone must meet their moment of truth
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word up son!
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Me gusta la música de éste aunque la letra es más negroide que la cresta:

 
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