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Bitch, I'm him, oh. Beatboy Top, beatboy Top. Bitch, I'm him. Bitch, I'm, bitch, I'm, bitch, I'm Him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm a bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm a trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. I'm him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm a Bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm a Trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. On three pills, I'm loaded, I can't be still. I been him, it's fate, it's in the detail. Crack baby, but my mom don't see me in Will. Now we here, we wasn't supposed to be Here. Me and Wally link every time and do A scalice. Get up in the booth and do Magic. These hoes wanna fuck for the status. But we the bang bros, when we down, we Gon' pass 'em. And I can never trust no Bitch, nah, nah. So I never fuck no bitch, Raw dog. I came from the corner where they Slang rocks. Up against the opps like I'm tryna Dodge raindrops. Oh, Lord, they didn't want me here, But I'm in this bitch and it's way too Lit. Slumlord, they know my name, I just walk in that bitch like... Bitch, I'm him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm A bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm A trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. Bitch, I'm him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm A bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm a trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. I'ma beat it up forever and after. That's my bitch, we got a book and wrote Some chapters. Bend her over, beat it from the Back, I call that mass destruction. No ass, she hella thick and her pussy bussin'. Real street nigga holdin' it down and I'm still In the field. Them bullets hit his brain, he Either dead or in a repercussion. Cold side, I'm in the corner as that reaper Bust in. Built up my ego for my kid 'cause I'ma leave with nothing. On the lick by Myself, yeah, I'ma leave with something. Only got a couple seconds and them people coming. Yeah, they tried to tell me stop, but I'ma Keep on running. I left my phone at the Crib, avoiding repercussions. You would know a nigga big rapping, I be Big thugging. Car keep on driving past, I be Big clutching. Yeah, nigga, off gas, but I don't Miss nothing. Oh, that's your bitch? She shaking ass 'cause... Bitch, I'm him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm a bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm a trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. I'm him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm a Bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm a Trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. Hundred thousand all on my body. Y'all missing to Catch a body. Ha, ah. Ratchet-ass Galetti on my mama, she yakky. Ratchet-ass Galetti on my mama, she yakky. Ratchet-ass bitch at the show tried to top me. Ten slut hoes, that's the Baby Stones of Wally. Baby just dropped, 'bout to dip off Balani. Yeah, yeah. 'Bout dip it off Balani. Sliding through the Trenches in a foreign with a bad bitch. With a couple more in they horn to keep It active. And if you speaking on my name, You just a mad bitch. I might have been Hit that block, but that was past tense. She just wanna fuck me, I told Baby bring That bag in. Y'all don't excite me, we them Niggas and we racking. I'm a Baby Stone gorilla, Fully active and attractive. Y'all don't excite me, we them niggas and we Racking. him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm a Bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm a Trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor. Bitch, I'm him. I didn't have a daddy, I'm A bastard. I grew up on the corner, I'm A trapper. I blew up, a natural disaster. My bitch bad like her daddy was a pastor.
Baby Stone Gorillas, Slumlord Trill, Wallie The Sensei — I'm Him
«I'm Him» — Baby Stone Gorillas, Slumlord Trill, Wallie The Sensei. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:30. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
