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letra de psycho 2 - 884phxbia

b-tch, i just copped a suppressor
glocky ain’t making no sound (b-tch, aye)
you can get put in the muhf-ckin’ ground (yuh, yuh, yuh)
all of these hoes put they sh-t on they face and they claim that they pretty
they lookin’ like clowns
all of these n-ggas be claiming they hard
but really they some b-tches, they got on a gown

b-tch, i just copped a suppressor
glocky ain’t making no sound
talking that sh-t, stupid b-tch, you get hit wit this stick
and get put in the muhf-ckin’ ground
all of these hoes put they sh-t on they face and they claim that they pretty
they lookin’ like clowns
all of thesе n-ggas be claiming they hard
but really thеy some b-tches, they got on a gown
really, you a b-tch n-gga, know you ain’t ’bout it
uncle lil’ sai get you hit wit that tommy
claimin’ that shotty, one to the body
one to the head, he gon’ turn to a zombie
n-ggas be tweakin’, they off of that molly
slide in this sh-t, kickin’ sh-t like karate
i keep this rapping sh-t just like a hobby
he talking crazy, got turned into a body, d-mn
n-gga talk sh-t, get bland
i ain’t throwin’ hands, choppa get to blowin’ like a fan
ak finna kick ass, leave him in the grass
n-gga, i ain’t comin’ in last
told him get a bag, he went and got a b-tch
d-mn, p-ssy n-gga goin’ out sad
know i wasn’t cappin’, that chop gon’ blast
hit him wit a chop, headshot get bad
bullets gon’ go through his fist, go through his head
anything he claim a shield
treat that boy like a banana
we slide on his block and that p-ssy boy finna get peeled
b-tch, i’m the king of the castle, the top of the top
so that mean that y’all boys gotta kneel
n-ggas be off of the drugs
can’t tell you the difference between what is fake, what is real

n-gga dumb if you think it won’t blow back, n-gga
walk around, kinda know that, n-gga
you know i’ma call, scared to pick up the phone, ass n-gga
i’m finna find that you a b-tch, said a stone ass n-gga
i got a glock to edit fo’, hold that n-gga
he don’t want these hands, wanna go back, n-gga
get demon from the bottom, better go back, n-gga
ain’t tripping over a hoe or a b-tch, step back, n-gga
yuh, goin’ psycho
they be sayin’ i’m a good baby, i know
pull up on me if you wanna die, hoe
run it back on the opps like a typo
yuh, goin’ psycho
make a [?]
yuh, goin’ psycho
f-ck his mom from behind with my eyes closed
keep that stick for any of my rivals
runnin’ laps, seen a p-ssy doin’ a touchdown
run up on that n-gga, tryna see what all that fuss ’bout
see this diamond shinin’ on my wrist? that’s a bust-down
shorty doin’ flips on my d-ck, she finna bust down
he won’t survive, force down, that’s your man’s, n-gga?
put him in the ground with no glock, these hands, n-gga
b-tch, we gonna beat on the drum just like a band, n-gga
yeah, told him air out the map if you’re a dead n-gga, uh

really, you a b-tch n-gga, know you ain’t ’bout it
uncle lil’ sai get you hit wit that tommy
claimin’ that shotty, one to the body
one to the head, he gon’ turn to a zombie
n-ggas be tweakin’, they off of that molly
slide in this sh-t, kickin’ sh-t like karate
i keep this rapping sh-t just like a hobby
he talking crazy, got turned into a body, d-mn

- 884phxbia

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