Video Rap Tarantino de Kanye West 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Kanye West - Rap Tarantino Lyrics

Rap Tarantino Song Lyrics
Rap Tarantino by Kanye West [Chorus: Kanye West]
Somebody
Gotta be the bad guy
I had a bad day at work
Don’t wanna have a bad night, ayy

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Woo! Toppin’ on like I’m Nina
Woo! Toppin’ on, you gon’ need one
Woo! If I say somethin’ indecent
Woo! She gon’ suck me off like a Capri-Sun
Haan? f**k is you talkin’ ’bout, b**ch, you offended me
Checkin’ ’em off when you niggas is into me
‘Fore I go turn it out, I bet I can, ah
Jumpin’ up off, you better get out

[Chorus: Kanye West & Young Thug]
Somebody
Gotta be the bad guy (Hey, ooh)
I had a bad day at work (Thugger)
Don’t wanna have a bad night

[Refrain: Young Thug & Kanye West]
I ain’t new to this sh*t, f**k-nigga
I’m trappin’ from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up (Woo)
Stand up
A f**k-nigga hate me while his old lady participate
Please tеll that lil’ nigga man up (Lil’ nigga, stand up, woo)
Stand up (Lil’ nigga, stand up)
Stand up (hey, hey)
Hey, hеy, stand up, stand up, stand up

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
First of all, let me tell you somethin’, boy
I don’t give no f**k ’bout no niggas (Woo)
I don’t give no f**k, I’m not givin’ two f**ks (Woah)
Roll up and pop one of these niggas (Blat)
I do this sh*t for my woadies (Woo)
You do this sh*t for your shorty, you b**ch
Shut the f**k nigga, fresh out of the bottle
The hood be callin’, sell the plug
I’ma wipe a nigga nose, shatter like a picture
I’ma f**k his ho like these b**ches up on this missile
I’ma get a whole lotta lead for these pistols
And my money long like the nose on a prince
But she gon’ f**k, she write, no pen
But you know I’m gon’ suspend her

[Refrain: Young Thug]
I ain’t new to this sh*t, f**k-nigga
I’m trappin’ from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up
Stand up

[Chorus: Kanye West & Young Thug]
Somebody (Stand up)
Gotta be the bad guy (A f**k-nigga hate me while his old lady participate)
I had a bad day at work
Don’t wanna have a bad night

[Segue: Kanye West]
Yeah

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I’m always in the [?], I ain’t ever seen those
750 color Pelligrino
On my queen’s toes, Valentinos
In the winter time wearin’ sping clothes
Rap Tarantino, off a couple glasses of the Pino
Uh, they say Yeezy gon’ sell out
I guess you right if you see how much I pre-sold
They knew they was slaves, I coulda freed more
And really, what the f**k is freedom?
‘Cause anybody thinkin’ that we free dumb
Kids [?] industry dyin’ three young
So I keep my hoodie on like Trayvon
If I pull up on your block, the whole street run
This ain’t nothin’ new, though, it’s a rerun