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letra de murder for hire - baby maxx

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
don’t give f-ck, b-tch i’m ebk, i’ll funk with anybody
lil bkandz a b-tch, don’t call my phone, you never shot n0body
in fresno wit’ the bz, i’m jumpin’ out on sh-t i see a carti
up fifty bands off rap and spent it in a week ‘cuz i got problems
jumpin’ out in traffic, shot him with my bl!ck, i don’t give a f-ck
yeah i got the drop, you loafin’ at the telly, the b-tch gave it up
i had the vec’ on my glock, threw it away ‘cuz the b-tch suck
i’m kickin’ when the boys get behind us, ‘cuz i ain’t got no tuck

[verse]
how you a boy if you can’t even up no g
murder for hire, if they call my phone i gotta drop my ski
smokin’ on splash, when i’m in this hotbox i can’t breathe (ha ha)
i ain’t gon’ sugar coat it, when i see you n-gga, f-ck 3z
and i’m 5k, leave a n-gga in his driveway
n-ggas can’t tell me i ain’t on that, ‘cuz i’m spinnin’ еvery day
if i ain’t posted in the wеst or montclair, i’m on the j
and pig my brother, you can’t tell me i ain’t trippin’ over gang
this sh-t get deep, yeah i’m aware
bust a b-tch n-gga, can’t hang
get up in my ear, stop tellin’ me stop spinnin’ ‘cuz i’m in it
no i don’t cheat but don’t bring b-tches around the homies ‘cuz they cram it
ion want a factory, don’t bring me no p80 ‘cuz they jamming
lil turtle baby donk, nothin’ slow about the kid
conway n-ggas fast, they remind me of a switch
i dare a n-gga to go and post up at that store, they gettin’ blitzed
used to respect the mob, i can’t no more, they f-ckin’ off on kids
where that fly at? catch me then that’s where you die at
the n-gga fl!cked me off, i threw it down, n-gga f-ck smack
show me aggression, that’s gon’ get yo’ stupid ass shot back
and that’s a fact, anybody that the g k!lled a hat
[chorus]
don’t give f-ck, b-tch i’m ebk, i’ll funk with anybody
lil bkandz a b-tch, don’t call my phone, you never shot n0body
in fresno wit’ the bz, i’m jumpin’ out on sh-t i see a carti
up fifty bands off rap and spent it in a week ‘cuz i got problems
jumpin’ out in traffic, shot him with my bl!ck, i don’t give a f-ck
yeah i got the drop, you loafin’ at the telly, the b-tch gave it up
i had the vec’ on my glock, threw it away ‘cuz the b-tch suck
i’m kickin’ when the boys get behind us, ‘cuz i ain’t got no tuck

[outro]
gz, n-gga
free maxx
free draks
free dada
free lil play
brrr, stand over

- baby maxx

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