Chito Rana$ - La Letra Lyrics

Lyrics La Letra - Chito Rana$




Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Look
Wop
Wop
Burpees in my cell, I'm just tryna make a knife
Okay
Look, baby, I'm a thug
They can't live this life
I'm just tryna chip a nigga, I'm just tryna end his life
Brr
Not everything is what it seems, not everything is nice
Brr
AR-15s, we aim at helicopters
Bullet hit that nigga chest, that nigga need a doctor
Aah
You is not my enemy, you is not a factor
Aah
Nigga shot at me first but this Glock was way faster
Brr
He's a pussy, he won't snipe 'cause he got strikes
Nope
Nigga, I'm a general in the hood, I got stripes
Yep
I was in the courtroom, I was fighting for my life
Yep
He died inside the ambulance, he was fighting for his life
Aah
Hablan mal de mi, pero a mi me vale verga
Ando bien tumbao pero siempre estoy alerta
My mama's pride and joy, and I put that on my jefa
Please don't ask me where I'm from if you see the letra
Yep
Huh?
If you see the letra
Please don't ask me where I'm from if you see the letra
Ando bien tumbao pero siempre estoy alerta
Uh
Huh?
Wop
Sliding Benzos back to back
Aah
A nigga died tonight
Always keep a pistol, I'm too famous just to fight
Pop
Baby, I go fast, you should see the way I drive
Aah
I'm too loaded off this mud, I ain't tripping if I die
Woo
Speaking on Jalisco, nigga, that shit suicide
Pop another Perc, let me enjoy the ride
Wop, wop
He died on the way, it turned to a homicide
Aah
I ain't tripping off these niggas, sooner or later, they gon' die
Aah
Bitch, this is the Park, come fuck with me
Yep
The bitches give money if you see her fuck with me
Yep
My little brother died and that shit fuck with me
Damn
Bitch, I'm shooting first, so please don't fuck with me
Pop
They took this nigga's chain, now we left this nigga spooked
Aah
Baby, this ain't 'za, lil' baby, this is spook
Aah
If your baby mama see me then she's gonna choose
Yes
You is not my homie, so please don't act like we cool
No
Please don't say you love me because that's a strong word
Yep
Would you catch a body for me?
How much is you worth?
Would you?
Would you even cry if they put me in the dirt?
Would you?
When they killed Jacob, I know that shit hurt
Aah
Huh?
Aah
Aah
Yeah
Wop, wop
Brr, brr
Aah
Long live Holly, nigga
Long live Holly
Long live Sparky
Huh?
Long live Champ, nigga
Hey, hey, come on
Free Spain, nigga
Free Say So, nigga
Hey
Back there on my bullshit, nigga
I'm back on my bullshit
Hey
Huh?
Wop
Wop



Writer(s): Writer Unknown, Hector Alfonso Garcia Infante


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