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gotham ii - sammy the bull lyrics

bridge:

lately i’ve been sick and tired
all of my plans did backfire
i think that i will get fired
i can get so terrified
this plane will crash if i’m the pilot
landing on a dirty island
then i get robbed by some pirates
that’s the reason i’ve been quiet
need to get used to the climate
need to get used to the diet
best believe that i’m a giant
feels like i can start a riot
rise up from the f*cking silence
i will never get up outta here
no reason to back out cause
you can bet your ass that i’m a

verse 1:

motherf*cking beast, b*tch this clique is full of g’s
and i’m coming for my cheese
like i’m jerry
got no peace
for you cats
talking gats
you got zero res*
pect from anybody in this city upon these f*cking streets
but
powder puffers, keep on bluffin, i can’t wait to show you something
you can show me all your guns when you airsoft b*tches see me coming
word for my cousin
motherf*cker you be buzzin
who the f*ck you think you are
don’ make me get the dirty dozen
you lil’ hobo lookin ass, lowlife drug addict
you think you are somebody until they get the f*cking chalk at it
next time that you get attacked i will be throwing confetti
too bad that i protected you p*ssy ass, f*ck headed
clowns
come on b, bounce
you tryna be a soldier, but you wouldn’t put your life on the line
for your country or your brother but you’d die for an ounce
keep thinkin’ you’re untouchable i show up at your house (woof!)
[hook] 2x

f*ck everybody, i said f*ck everybody (what?!)
f*ck everybody, i said f*ck everybody (yeah)
no, i can’t trust you. no, i can’t trust you
i ride with the real ones from now on i must do

bridge 2:

and i’ve been holdin back too much
can not carry another grudge
my cup is running over
like you overmilked the captain crunch
i have to let some of it off
don’t wanna offend anyone
tho mighta did to plenty
tell them that i just don’t give a f*ck
1*2*345
motherf*ckers crossed the line
mention me then imma
f*ck your ass up on instagram live
im from another planet take it
as if im optimus prime
try not getting in my crosshair
while you baby*drive
verse 2:

waited enough
and i payed for the bus
now im burnin it all
with the papers of such
like the picture of us
f*ck you, ain’t no mercy
now i just aim and i bust
in your head straight
with your bed made
make you flat lay
down with a glass face
bullet has your last name
on the cartridge case
this ain’t the type of sh*t
that you fix with a bandaid
and since n0body
has the b*lls to do some bout it
i will be the big bad wolf lookin at you in the lobby
i ain’t talkin’ bout bobby when i’m sayin f*ck logic
but why you actin gangsta if you know that
you’d get bodied

let this be a message that i’m sendin out to everyone
from little champ, to bombay gang don’t even try cuz
sammy won
you b*tches talkin way too much, but couldn’t handle any gun
cause talk is cheap dawg, and my time is expensive as f*ck
you ain’t getting any diamonds being fake, not on my watch
talk about the smoke, then imma sock it to you like an iqos
i’m insane in the brain like cypress hill so just let bygones
be bygones, cause we all know you clowns will never buy guns
[half*hook]

no i can’t trust you, no i can’t trust… (nah b*tch, no..)

bridge 3:

you better * start with *packing *semi *auto*matics*in your*f*nny
or you * never *talk it *heavy* sucker* because* you ain’t *ready
i wanna * go from *broken *closets* to the *banks and *straight de* posits
you’ll never *be a*ble to* stop me * cause i’m * awesome* you’re the o*pposite

verse 3:

mix your names up in a bowl
b*tch i’m still unstoppable
who is next up on my wall
oh, imma get you all
without one missing
like a drug test p*ssin
on the context
givin not a f*ck less
zero is the number
rain and thunder
favors hunter
get a bunker
but i will still find your leg, and grab you from up under
and most of you will wonder
can we take this f*cker?
well, bad news, playboy i will not surrender
and no, i will not stop stepping on their toes
that’s all i that have got, i got no place to go
or end up in a crack spot, sellin sh*tty dope
i think it’s the best not, clingin onto hope
when i’m hungry
i’m acting like a junkie
who just ran out of the money
that he needed for recovery
f*ck, it’s not your lucky
day
make you pay
b*tch im turning events ugly
like i’m cheating when finally somehow
counter*strike become free

- sammy the bull lyrics

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