aaronya - hell usa lyrics
[verse 1]
on the block smith 53 where a n+gga lived
as a kid told myself that o would never touch a cig
22 i’m in brian’s crib smoking on a pack
it was me georgie and devonte working in the trap
we would rap 20 songs a night on a broken mic
i told n+ggas i would make it and i put that on my life
jesus christ d+mn this n+gga nice what them n+ggas say
it’s all good with this rapping sh+t but stay up out my way
usa has station copping lucies with the team
papi thought that we were young he tried to give us 2 for 3
i’ll be d+mned if i let ali baba play me like a fiend
we ain’t have no blue face hundreds we were out here chasing green
had a pair of jordan bunnies they were splitting at the seams
we were smoking black and milds we were out here chasing green
b+tches tried to infiltrate we were tighter than their jeans
n+ggas tried to infiltrate all they seen was triple beams
welcome to h+ll usa h+ll usa
you ain’t got no f+cking money better make your own way
you ain’t got no trap money then you better f+cking pray
cause the wolves are always hungry and you looking like some prey dog
[verse 2]
put a 30 pack on a n+ggas head
if a n+gga front than a n+gga dead
see the same b+tch that you n+ggas wed
is the same hoe giving n+ggas head
man my b+tch she mighty fine
f+ck that b+tch like 20 times
eat skittles so when i cum
she can taste the rainbow when we 69
she ride the d+ck like a kawasaki and she call me papi when she hit the spot
young n+gga when i hit the block
young chef when i hit the pot
young kobe when i shoot my shot
swear to god that i never miss
gotta pass it to the bro
lonzo ball with the assist
h+ll usa
[joey alves verse]
yellow diamonds that’s on the wrist
got a home in cuba bankroll in switz
know a couple kanan’s always roll wit bl!cks
face painted like they roll with kiss
you american n+ggas make you swiss
barbarian n+ggas make you b+tch
girl staring man n+ggas take your b+tch
i sware again man these n+ggas p+ssed
won’t father you
baby bottle or coddle you
i just do what i gotta do
copped the nine eleven that’s sonic blue
so clock my speed
ain’t no running pass me
i’m a quarter pass three
yeah a n+gga od i
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