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king iso - fame كلمات أغنية

[intro: king iso]
yee_haw!
they’re goin’ to be in a heap of trouble, i tell you that much!
boy, them snake island boys’ll be all alone, and i tell you that much!
all for some fame in the u_s_a, boy
come on, why all boys be hating so d_mn bad billy?
yee_haw! heeh_heeh_heeh_heeh!

[verse 1: king iso]
snake a k!ller around when the bombs are droppin’
we take a little wealth and get in all the profits
make a villain better when i call the cops
and we hate forgiving h_ll i never gonna stop it
and when snake was in the cell and i had all the problems
like maybe k!ller will be the johnny coppin’
fate was in the well and if the laws are watchin”
they tapin’, it was yellow with the caution on it
but better be ready to handle life
sick of the limos with some of the paris sights
keepin’ an anomaly with it comin’ to k!ll him on the road like a paradise cause i wanna make it a paradise
i got a mission and my dream in it, but n0body wanna come into my life and try to repair demise
you ain’t foolin’ a feelin’ of a k!lla’ 11 and 0
livin’ incase you can die for paradise, check it out now
seek a recorder when its handsome like i want money in a briefcase like samsonite
somebody, tell everybody, im a k!ller, when i get up, in a middle, with a map, and n0body cares about’s it’s, ay
who’s in the middle, finna k!ll em with the illest in the… oh, i’ll call them the beneficial we ain’t telling them b_tch, you ain’t gonna make it, so seize to hate me, cause we dying homie
all for a little bit of
[chorus: ?]
fame in the usa
for a little bit of fame today for fame in the world today
bona fi_i_de, bona fi_i_de, bona fi, bona fi, bona
fame in the usa
for a little bit of fame today for fame in the world today
bona fi_i_de, bona fi_i_de, bona fi, bona fi, bona

[verse 2: snake lucci]
never woulda guessed, chedda woulda came together, to make it out of this weather, like hey from the trap game to the rap giggas got a male bit dockanie a n_ggas gotta get paid, now a there’s hatin’ n_gga’s all up in a n_gga’s face
i keep it poppin’, with paper, i got fame in the u_s_a, shoot a n_gga at close range (close range)
feelin’ like a celebrity, cause’ everybody feelin’ me, and i still got a couple of enemies f_ck around and catch another felony, ’cause these haters wanna get rid of me, you n_ggas wasting your energy
like being said, mo’ money, mo’ problemos
haters getting mad, they see me in stretched limos n_ggas can’t see me and i ain’t talking ’bout windows n_ggas hear my cd and wanna see me in limos got cake these other n_gga’s is little
honestly ain’t n0body touching that instrumentals and all a n_gga before to de like a siour the ghetto
and i ain’t even gotta brag, but i feel like i’m at the top of the world like its a dream and i won’t even when i’m on stage, when n_ggas see me on stage like i’m martin luther king, and be a part of my regime
you n_ggas who gotta be mad that reali_t and snakes taking over the flow session in ’07
so you gotta get more weapons, n_gga o’ reppin’, i’ll keep it real wit’ you, i rather get these hoes naked
got fame by the price in the industry, a n_gga wouldn’t even see a mill’ off a gold record, and you dont even gotta ask, if a n_gga want to know, tell them a n_gga from the o’ said it and i got that

[verse 3: king iso]
ay, everybody be coming at me now
and they telling me they wanna do a collab right now
shoot everybody and they mama is rapper now
n0body be getting ghosts and they be calling me casper now
gettin’ my gun when i buck in a fool and i give ’em a phone
and i’m k!llin’ my foes i gotta get my money
so for whatever you yappin’ ’bout, strappin’ pounds at graduation
i’m cappin’ at, caps and guns, with half_a_round
you better be easy, ’cause i ain’t got no friend i can’t take it
only phone calls i get is business related
yeah maybe’s, so the j keys, ab, jp, and my homie with taylie
but everybody wanna play me for dumb, as when i get bricks and i’m ready to hit ditches i got to try to make swiss for this big business, i gotta tell ’em like_a_this like i’m chris bridges
i gotta leave, don’t get p_ssed, believe me, i gotta get a chick like sophie ibrahimi and when it’s sold a dollar, when i win a medal, when my momma getting gold, but were moving back to the ghetto now
so whet need discusalon, dore tout mow, douse you can get to seered and be anotuetin”
yee_hawl, i see ya snake, i see ya snake, he_he_he, robbin’ banks and all_a_that crazy sh_t i tell ya that much, a_he_he_he
that’s my god old man, we rolling for this fame man, cool day
it’s the reali_t show baby

- king iso

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