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letra de i hate you - big lokote

[verse 1: lokote]
i can see you want peace from the fear in your eyes
remember these words, don’t f-ck with mine
bullets fly, i don’t hit a b-tch, but you crossed the line
don’t try to hide, it’s just a matter of time
don’t give a f-ck if you’re a scr-pa
wanna play like a man, you’re gonna die like a man
when your brain hugs my shank
i heard you like to fly kites, from here to the pen
well mine’s a million feet high and it has your f-ckin’ name
f-ck whoever has your back, you don’t know who i know
when i walk into barrios, enemies hit thе floor
four flats, m-th-f-cka, blastin’ ’till the barrel melts
sеndin’ all your lame k!llers screamin’ to the depths of h-ll
show no love for a fat, tired ass, hood rat
i’ll pound a forty ounce bottle rip your b-tthole in half
the day you call the juras, was the day you died
i can’t wait for the day of your homicide

[chorus: lokote]
i hate you, you f-ckin’ punk b-tch
can’t wait ’till the day you die i’m gonna make your face split
eat a d-ck, puto, choke on sh-t
i’m gonna get my payback when the hollow tips i start to spin
i know you’re dead, but i’ma still empty my clip
i’m gunna smash your pinche face in with a m-th-f-ckin’ brick
i got a smile on my face ’cause i’m so f-ckin sick
now the last laugh is mine ’cause you’re gonna rest in p-ss
[verse 2: stomper]
when there was fear in your eyes, when i caught you by surprise
you were the one spreadin’ them lies
i’m the one packin’ them nines
f-ck your size, fat b-tch, we all know you’re just a snitch
you piece of sh-t i heard your name was in a hat up on a list
that’s why you hide behind your family but that sh-t ain’t gonna fly
go ahead and f-ckin’ cry, f-ckin’ leva, you’re gonna die
yeah, i’ma see you on the block and i’ma pop your f-ckin top
premeditation watch me plot, that sh-t don’t stop ’till you drop
whether you like it or not, these slugs gon’ drop you on the spot
what you forgot i was a k!ller, i put a bullet in your knot
all that tough talk, ese, you don’t pump no fear in me
i’ma m-th-f-ckin’ g, i drop a coward to his knees
execution style murda, i’m a put you in the dirt
187 piece of mierda f-ckin’ leva, i put in work
there’s no protection, punk peseta
either way your going down
bodies found on the ground
don’t f-ck around with the new town

[chorus: lokote]
i hate you, you f-ckin’ punk b-tch
can’t wait ’till the day you die i’m gonna make your face split
eat a d-ck, puto, choke on sh-t
i’m gonna get my payback when the hollow tips i start to spin
i know you’re dead, but i’ma still empty my clip
i’m gunna smash your pinche face in with a m-th-f-ckin’ brick
i got a smile on my face ’cause i’m so f-ckin sick
now the last laugh is mine ’cause you’re gonna rest in p-ss
[verse 3: lokote]
f-ck you leva and your fat ass wife
can’t wait to stab your face with all my might
the sweet smell of death, don’t let me sleep
all i do is think of ways to make you rest in peace
when i kidnap you, i’m makin’ you my b-tch
and put a cuete to your face and make you suck my d-ck
i’m bustin balas in your sector
you, convicted child molester, 187 on a chester
you f-cked up real big and there’s no turnin’ back
you pedophile dressed up like the ice cream man
i see you tried to grow nuts behind your seven kids
i’m chopin of your tits, you veterano punk b-tch
pistol whip that ass ’till i crack your skull
pull the trigga’ ’till you guts are hangin’ all out your bullet holes
scary b-tch, i know where you moved
i can’t wait for the day you meet your f-ckin’ doom

- big lokote

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