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letra de execution 666 - ankhlejohn

f-ck these b-tch -ss n-gg-s

check
children scared walking around the faircest square
talkin bout trick or treat
them kicks look sweet
what’s them size feet?
i thought you knew that sh-t stink
i got that it factor, live in that sewer
kids, toys, p-ssy water, human manure
b-tches pursue him
the viga hold spiritual, studying buddha
fat bald head bullets just blowin through him
i show and prove it
this lifestyle we show through the music
the phone by the bubic
i’m holding to use it
bang, bang
chain gang got the alexander duane gang
my impact to this culture is such a d-mn shame
inspiring
watch the n-gg-s that you hiring
keep a eye in them
sometimes the hatred get the defining them
its obvious
my n-gg- rod told me to body this
i got em lord
with them sayless sliders on me
real relaxed, relapse
hug the jaxman
had a heart attack
these f-cking newports crushing my cardiac
and i still get p-ssy
my game no rookie
we gang like tucci
no crip
seen a lotta punk sh-t
seen a lotta history
talkin bout yaself
ya such a mystery
if sh-t dont feel the same that’s what its meant to be
old b-tches missin me
and dissin me
new shorty huggin me
and kissin me
f-cking me and loving me
its ugly
everybody here just want some company

ayye, i forgot the hook
i ain’t do no hook
i was gonna do a hook for this mof-cker man
swear to god
its all good

we at the billboards, awards
looking gorge’ in the 94 ford porshe
with the dual exhaust
my n-gg- rock supreme
was thinking about, taking them off
flyer than the moth
swag like playing golf
i was gettin topped off in the loft
you was gettin styled off

- ankhlejohn

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