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letra de outthecold - .33 delirium

[chorus: delirium]
you don’t want no problem, p-ssy-boy [?]
[?] pockets [?]
[?] be the one, [?]
[?] know what i be on [?] smoking gun
[?]
when i pop up in the club, smoke a million blunts
[?] motherf-cker [?]
b-tch i came up out the cold, a motherf-cker still numb

[bridge: delirium]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]

[verse: delirium]
[?]
[?]
[?] identify the shooter, [?]
[?] blood up on my blade [?]
[?] come up out the mud
[?] blackberry [?]
[?] boom, boom, you get [?]
[?] because my [?]
[?] stuck no monk
[?] 100 in the trunk
[?] opps in the front [?]
[?]
[verse: bumboi]
okay i’m [?]
give a f-ck ’bout how they feeling when you focused on this money
[?] profit off this sh-t and now my pockets weigh a ton
shawty all up on my d-ck but i had to [?]
it’s like bass, bass, bass, bass running through your head
blank face, face, face, face, [?]
i get paid, paid, paid, paid, every single day
stay away, way, way, way before i end your fate
i don’t know where i’ll go
i don’t know where i’ll stay
but i know where i stand
but i know, but i know
i don’t know where i’ll go
[?] feel this numb
b-tch i’m blowing [?] hands cold, with these drugs up in my pillow
ain’t no peer pressure, i’m just [?]
i been [?] cause my pockets making a ton

- 33 delirium

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