Letra de Champions
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Featuring Puff Daddy
All of y’all better wake up now
All of y’all better wake up now
Everyone’s a little late right now
Keep it real, i’m a little hot
How the F**k you gonna hate right now ?
Remember my first single?
Chyea well it’s doing great right now
Took a 5 hunded thov off the gate
Straight to the bank right now
Shit gets wicked in my city so i got a semi in a race right now
Everybody f**kin with me and if you ain’t then you outta place right now
Everybody ain’t real
Everybody can’t be us
Everybody stay losin, that makes us champions
I take that title,till they wave like that tidal
Introducin me to billy jean, shit i’ll take that michael
Tryna bring the paper in, my paper thin like that binle
[ ? ]
I came strainght from sellin nickel bags
Out my baby momma pad just to get a meal
Straight from puttin similac in a raw mile bag tryna make a steal
Straight from i thousand cd’s with my name on it
Opposite of what the game wanted, mofucka we just tryna get a meal
Not a shaker grad boy, signed to the bad boy
I ain’t gettin? keg no bits and make another babd homeboy
What is that my bitch? god damn she columbian homeboy?
Ever since i got some fans homeboy haters tryna be my friends homeboy
Pull up in that tour bus everybody know what’s goin on in there
Backroom lotta panties droppin lotta pretty bitches pretty long hair
Imma talk my shit, bitch i came into the game as rookie of the year
Blake griffin, kyree amaree stoudemire
Yea and still couple people gotta problen with me at hater magazine
< I mean fader magazine, tell the journalist to suck my simma sack of jeans
Choke mofucka , choke man and my fans will knock your f**kin magazine
Lucky i don’t have jermaine come up in your office and load up a f**kin magazine
Chalemagne don’t like me, what’s his name won’t fight me
I’m a hype individual god damnit hype lives hind me
Maybe cuz i wasn’t a good kid in a maad city like kendrick
I was just little bad mofucka beggin landlorsds to be a tenant
Beggin everyone to give my song a listen, tryna get up out a shitty job position
Tryna get a 24 karat gold toilet cuz i never had a pot to piss in
But it’s ok i’m still maintaining…..
NANANANANA
Keep it real, i’m a little hot
How the F**k you gonna hate right now ?
Remember my first single?
Chyea well it’s doing great right now
Took a 5 hunded thov off the gate
Straight to the bank right now
Shit gets wicked in my city so i got a semi in a race right now
Everybody f**kin with me and if you ain’t then you outta place right now
Everybody ain’t real
Everybody can’t be us
Everybody stay losin, that makes us champions
I take that title,till they wave like that tidal
Introducin me to billy jean, shit i’ll take that michael
Tryna bring the paper in, my paper thin like that binle
[ ? ]
I came strainght from sellin nickel bags
Out my baby momma pad just to get a meal
Straight from puttin similac in a raw mile bag tryna make a steal
Straight from i thousand cd’s with my name on it
Opposite of what the game wanted, mofucka we just tryna get a meal
Not a shaker grad boy, signed to the bad boy
I ain’t gettin? keg no bits and make another babd homeboy
What is that my bitch? god damn she columbian homeboy?
Ever since i got some fans homeboy haters tryna be my friends homeboy
Pull up in that tour bus everybody know what’s goin on in there
Backroom lotta panties droppin lotta pretty bitches pretty long hair
Imma talk my shit, bitch i came into the game as rookie of the year
Blake griffin, kyree amaree stoudemire
Yea and still couple people gotta problen with me at hater magazine
< I mean fader magazine, tell the journalist to suck my simma sack of jeans
Choke mofucka , choke man and my fans will knock your f**kin magazine
Lucky i don’t have jermaine come up in your office and load up a f**kin magazine
Chalemagne don’t like me, what’s his name won’t fight me
I’m a hype individual god damnit hype lives hind me
Maybe cuz i wasn’t a good kid in a maad city like kendrick
I was just little bad mofucka beggin landlorsds to be a tenant
Beggin everyone to give my song a listen, tryna get up out a shitty job position
Tryna get a 24 karat gold toilet cuz i never had a pot to piss in
But it’s ok i’m still maintaining…..
NANANANANA
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