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Uber 2 Hell
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Uber 2 Hell fue lanzado el 13 de junio de 2025 por Reemo como parte del álbum Point Got Points (Deluxe)
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Fecha de lanzamiento13 de junio de 2025
Sello discográficoReemo
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM66

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Reemoo
Reemoo
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Reemoo
Reemoo
Letra
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Reemoo
Reemoo
Producción

Letra

Hoop or Die, what?
We done gave **** ubers to hell, he was locked in the seat, couldn't get out the car if he wanted
Slime **** out for the -, If you ain't one of mine, why you think I'ma keep it 100?
Me and lil bro on a hit the connection and-, what?
We done gave **** ubers to hell, he was locked in the seat, couldn't get out the car if he wanted
Slime **** out for the free, If you ain't one of mine, why you think I'ma keep it 100?
Me and lil bro on a hit the connection and chemistry crazy, we already done it
**** be friendly as shit, tryna ship me the bowls, he burnt, 'cause why would you front it?
My big cousin a snake, but I understand it, I seen the way that he live
When we was kids, I used to watch, I was always impressed by the shit that he did
Came in the crib, he just put belt to ass, I ain't thinkin', the **** had slid
Changing the clothes, pouring bleach on his hands, but he hiding that shit from his mizz
**** be hiding the streets from they moms, seperate family shit from the crime
Now she surprised, you done got tore out the frame, you the one that was dropping the bombs
Now look, you done ran out of time, the backdoor open, you fell in the slime
Codeine dreamin', I had a talk with the dead, I was trippin' from sippin' the lime
Walked out of gallery, pay me a-
Walked out of gallery, payed me a fine, my Glock 23, now I'm feeling like Bron
But I got stories with Bronny Jr., I was the one, put the switch on the .9
Pulled out a dime, then put 4 more on the floor, this bitch start thinkin' I'm signed
She like "Damn you signed you a deal?", this bitch cheesin', showin' her grill
I let her flex, she put 50 bands on her gram, her friends ain't think it was real
Heart ice cold, you know how it feel? If I told you the truth, It'll give you the chills
Murder for hire, catch you a kill, the money come blue like the Buffalo Bills, what?
If I told you the truth, It'll give you the chills, murder for hire, catch you a kill, the money come blue like the Buffalo Bills
I seen it all, you ain't tryna give out your trust, these bitches be fuckin' you over
Stuck in the game, but you tryna figure out how come the Devil done got the controller
Drownin' in drugs, but you keep me copin', the pain, it get the chip off your shoulder
Smoking the dead, I seen you running away from the thoughts of your mind when you're sober
It was 90°, this **** got shot in his head it start getting colder
I'ma throw the assist, and bro would come off of the screen, and give you a poster
Murder for cheese, Green Bay Packer, free Blick, he a broad day smacker
Why you biting the cheese? Fuck this **** Jayree, I think he a actor
I'm a hooper, I'ma find me a bitch that be lining shit, then I'ma draft her
Bail out on the 8, or I might go crack me a 5, and get me a factor
I told you the truth, It'll give you the chills, murder for hire, catch you a kill
If I told you the-, It'll give you the chills, murder- what?
If I told you the truth, It'll give you the chills, murder for hire, catch you a kill
Murder for- catch you a kill, the money come blue like the Buffalo Bills
I told you the truth, It'll give you the chills, murder for hire, catch you a kill
Catch you a kill, the money come blue like the Buffalo Bills
I told you the truth, It'll give you the chills
Money come blue like the Buffalo Bills
Written by: Reemoo
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