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letra de do not resuscitate - 83hades

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yeah, aye
yeah, aye, yeah, look

[verse 1: kamiyada+]
i’ve been juggin so hard i can’t think
i was good at sussing n-ggas out like kamiko
smoking on punk rust, puffin flamingo
50ae crush your brain like a sinkhole
and your music don’t matter it’s fecal
zippin through magazines, i get these cheat codes
up it and stick it ain’t no need to reload
they know the sh-t that we doing illegal
how many labels you calling to repost
shot my shot with the shot like a free throw
[?] with the gun like carlito
feel like i’m tony montana, my b-tch off the coke in a speedo
naked women walkin round my gazeebo
ride round your block, i am mike and you tito
suck like mosquito
b-tch you the p-ssy, [?]
you try to touch and she cut off your pee hole
you not crazy like me, i can’t f-ck with no weak hoе
spit in her mouth so i’m easy to deepthroat
83 with me you know that hе keep poles
and he’s f-cking your b-tch on the d-low
i got money but i still need more
[?] i feel like i’m neyo
selling molly we just got the kilo
soon as the pack land, we at the depot
in the event that it get intercepted, we got a chip in that hoe like casino
done with the talking my n-gga, it is on sight
now with glocks in my life i would’ve did it all twice
i feel like dasani we rocking bl–dy off-white
me and eighty been doing all of the k!lling tonight
we like the perc for the pickin, glock with extension, s-xy when i load the clip in
midnight went out like the fiend, blow what i need, that’s why we sn-tchin yo b-tch and
offer herself up to me, she said we eat, i get to scr-ppin and l!ckin
i sold that b-tch soul to me, now she a freak, crib full of demonic women
(who does he remind me, idk why.. but, whatever?)

[verse 2: 83hades]
they gon try p-ss me off they keep testin me
i be whippin up crack, it’s a recipe
if you let me escape there’s no catching me
f-ck yo dead homies i hope they don’t rest in peace
whippin up crack b-tch i been had the recipe
feeling like glimmerxp i give him the beat
better not talk because you is not sh-t to me
pull up the boys we gon turn him to history
i’m in her mouth like some mof-cking listerine
you try to rob me you gotta be kidding me
i hit the boy with the fye he disintegrate
i got the white in the yellow, that’s lemonade
i’m also with kami that boy is a renegade
born in a lobby with chopper, i let it spray
blow out his brains we gon send him to heaven’s gate
i make him levitate, do not resuscitate
if he won’t talk then i tell bro to mitigate
i like to medicate, i like to estimate
i put a perc in my stomach and precolate
here let me demonstrate
i press that gas, i accelerate
hands on your neck and i choke you like
tell me like, “where you originate?”
“who am i speaking to?”
i pull the chop now we both playin peekaboo
i’m with the static, i feel like i’m pikachu
once they find me, all your b-tches start leaving you
i told him pull up, i think he reluctant to
shorty you best not say sh-t when i’m f-cking you
i’m brushed into him this sh-t get uncomfortable
don’t give a f-ck i feel like i’m above the law
don’t give a f-ck little b-tch i’m untouchable
suck it! woah!
only 19 i’m on fire
that boy a liar
sing to the feds like a choir
sucking the blood out her p-ssy, feel like vampire
i tote the heat cuz it’s dire
you copy me you’re inspired, hang round some spiders, think your career expired
hunnid bands only 19, i’m on my team, f-ck around make em retire
big ass ar 15, i got the heat, it is why i’m breathing fire
i’m putting coke in the leaves, it makes me tweak, lil bro wearing a wire
i’m selling work 24/7 i cannot get tired
i slap that b-tch with my d-ck, michael myers

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