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¿Quién es 21 Savage? Shyjah Joseph, es un talentoso rapero nacido en Decatur, Georgia, Estados Unidos, el dia 22 de octubre de 1992. Aunque es más conocido por su nombre artístico 21 Savage, salto a la fama por sus Mixtapes, The Slaughter Tape y Slaughter King y su juego extendido Free Guwop con Sonny Digital y Savage Mode con Metro Boomin. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar de 21 Savage Fue criado por su madre Heather, de ascendencia dominica y sus cuatro hermanos y once hermanas. Cuando el rapero contaba tan solo con 19 años, ya era padre de dos niños. Estuvo involucrado en un tiroteo donde perdió a un amigo y a su hermano durante el incidente. Como tributo a su difunto hermano, se tatuó una daga entre los ojos. Después del horrible incidente, 21 Savage se dio cuenta de que estaba cansado de vivir la vida como un matón. Luego recurrió al hip-hop como una forma de salir de su vida en la calle. Trayectoria y Legado de 21 Savage El 25 de mayo de 2015, 21 Savage lanzó su primer mixtape titulado "The Slaughter Tape". Al corto tiempo del lanzamiento de "The Slaughter Tape", público "Free Guwop EP" en honor a su compañero rapero Gucci Mane. El segundo mixtape, "Slaughter King", fue presentado el 1 de diciembre de 2015. Dio un puntapié a su carrera a toda velocidad cuando lanzó "Modo Savage" en Ver BiograFia Completa
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21 Savage - Big Smoke Lyrics


(Kid Hazel on the beat)
AK, double clip, one in the tip whenever I slide
He exposed his hand talkin' to hoes, we killed two of his guys
I had a load of Reggie, but it was a drought, so niggas gon' buy it
You really feel like I'm pussy? I stay in the street, nigga, come on and try it
Remember them days we were strugglin', hard times, my momma would cry
I got off my ass, I hit me a lick for a hunnid, then wiped her eye
I'm Slaughter Gang, nigga, I slaughter your daughter, you go against me, you gon' die
I'm a God fearin' man but for my brother, I get on that stand and lie
Scrape the pot, wiggle that fork till it lock (wiggle that fork till it lock)
Trappin' with no pistol? Get the fuck off of the block (get the fuck off of the block)
Sleepin' with my MAK-90, I fell in love with the star (I fell in love with the star)
Nigga, I cut my sister off, I catch her talkin' to opps (I catch her talkin' to the opps)
I'll go do a whole elbow 'fore I sit down with the cops ('fore I sit down with the cops)
My auntie ask for some money but she back to smokin' on rocks (she back to smokin' on rocks)
I don't never have my hand, I don't never raw dawg thots (I don't never raw dawg thots)
They need the coroner, body bag, and a detective when I throw shots
Big smoke, big smoke
I'm givin' out big smoke, big smoke
Got a whole lot of big smoke, big smoke
Ain't no runnin' from this big smoke, big smoke
Bullets rainin' on 'em
Busta Rhymes, flip mode, who you tellin' on?
Desert Eagle, big holes, and they comin' for him
Shoot out all your windows, he moved to California
Ambulance tried to save him, they was disappointed
Lamborghini, Perc', chinchilla fur
Ice on brr, drank got me slurred
But this Honda curve, cost a half a bird
Say you from the street, nigga, who you serve?
21 Bandit, strip you out your panties
Glock, it don't jammin'
Keep a Nick Cannon
I don't pop Xannies
Draco turnt up
He ridin' dick, fanny
Tryna get a candid
Love left me damaged, can't trust my own family
On a home invasion, this nigga froze, panicked
That. 44 came in handy, I shot up out the jammy
They took him to the station, I think he finna stand me
I'm known to get some straightenin' 'bout all my smoke, nigga ('bout all my smoke, nigga)
Clutchin' and Cali Red, smokin' on a Port, nigga (smokin' on a Port, nigga)
I done sold mid and gas, I probably served your folks, nigga (I probably served your folks, nigga)
I used to sell dry wall when I ain't have dope, nigga (when I ain't have dope, nigga)
Gamblin' in the hallway, posted on Parkway
He was talkin' that rah-rah shit, he got hit broad day
I ain't tryna fist fight none of you niggas, straight to the gunplay
I got engaged to the streets, dawg, the six my fiancé
This Saint Laurent ain't even came out yet, it's still on the runway
I told my opps this shit 4L, they gonna die one day
Better take your ass inside the house, and do what your mom say
You fuckin' with the wrong photographer, you gon' be on the front page
Big smoke, big smoke
I'm givin' out big smoke, big smoke
Got a whole lot of big smoke, big smoke
Ain't no runnin' from this big smoke, big smoke
Bullets rainin' on 'em
Busta Rhymes, flip mode, who you tellin' on?
Desert Eagle, big holes, and they comin' for him
Shoot out all your windows, he moved to California
Ambulance tried to save him, they was disappointed

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