Corrección Letra Superstars par Noodah05

Featuring(s) : Dirty Tay & Coldheartedsavage

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[Noodah05]
(what's happenin', Chi Chi?)
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up, bro)
I've gotta tell you so (Yeah)
Star, yeah (You know that right)

You a superstar, don't ever let them try tell you different
You gon' make it far, don't ever let them put in petitions
And I been doin' good, I won't let them knock me off my pivot
And this shit still hood, don't you ever think this shit get twisted
Make him disappear, magician, get to sippin', then he slippin'
I don't know how to start a story, but I damn sure can end it
They want smoke, then I ain't worried 'cause I keep mе a semi
It's a hard knock life, but that's just how we livin', oh

[ColdHeartedSavage]
Whеn the OGs talk, just listen, you'll go far
I was taught whatever you do, just go hard
I know they want me dead, but tell them niggas
I got my guns up and my guard
You knew you couldn't finish, I don't know why you started
You do the crime, then you do the time
I am a man, I can take my charges
What you say? I beg your pardon
I'm from the trenches, can't come in these 'partments
I was fourteen with a .38, yeah
And I was fifteen with a motherf*ckin' carbine
No, I'm not takin' your apology
You might as well don't even tell me sorry
Big FN for a f*ck nigga
Tell you my main, yeah, you stuck with me, yeah

I don't know how to start a story, but I damn sure can end it
They want smoke, then I ain't worried 'cause I keep me a semi
It's a hard knock life, but that's just how we livin', oh

[Dirty Tay]
Yeah, all my opps got consequences
I can't speak on it 'cause they came up missing
Told mom that once I drop the hits
She ain't never gotta worry 'bout washin' dishes
Probably the youngest big dog on KK
If we don't make the play, then my youngin blitzin'
I'll buy a pound in your trap for real
My nigga, just send 'em, payin' a ticket
I'ma get up in a Wraith, I was just in the 'Rari
Always kept a Glock, I ain't never had a carbine
A couple niggas slipped, didn't hear shit in them 'partments
I'm a real gangster, still be in them 'partments
I went and got a stick, I don't even like the carbine
I be locked in the 'yo, I don't even like to party
I been dodgin' my hoes, I ain't tell 'em I'm sorry
I'd rather f*ck the stars, I'm a shooter, shout to Carti

You a superstar, don't ever let them try tell you different
You gon' make it far, don't ever let them put in petitions
And I been doin' good, I won't let them knock me off my pivot
And this shit still hood, don't you ever think this shit get twisted
Make him disappear, magician, get to sippin', then he slippin'
I don't know how to start a story, but I damn sure can end it
They want smoke, then I ain't worried 'cause I keep me a semi
It's a hard knock life, but that's just how we livin', oh

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