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letra de dummy - blakk will

all my niggas wit me and they got them choppas that got dem beams
yeah we gon wipe yo whole slate clean
ain’t worried bout yo gang
me and yo nigga we is not the same
i ride wit the gang
toting tha pistol
shooting shots like a missile
i ain’t gone miss u
wiping yo nose like a tissue
you is a issue
get the fuck from me
that b-tch dummy
put d-ck in her tummy
the fuck is u sayin
pussy nigga
i will get up and spray in yo face
spraying this b-tch like mace
b-tch gotta get replaced
cause she cheated on me
mistreaded on me
i dont want her more
she a lil whore
get out the door
she gave me some head
that shit had me bored
i hit from the back
that shit was wack too
yeah i got a strap too
and a glock too
and a nine too

send shots to yo -ss
i came for the cash
grab that hit the dash
dump that lil boy in the trash
i dont give a fuck
i rap while i’m drunk
leave that lil boy in the trunk
i’m smokin on skunk
you know that i’m trappin
im really bout to make this happen
cause this what i want
need chains just to flaunt
my shit gon be special
yeah i might make a new font
across that b-tch it gon say blakk
reach for that shit and you can get wakk
that’s shots to yo cap
if u on that cap
put holes in yo back
cause i never lack
got tools in the back
and some fools in the back
and they all gotta strap
one word and they all gonna wakk
look at my cup its water no i’m not sippin that ak
smokin that gas it helps with the stress
please do not test
know i keep a wess
6 shots to yo chest
yeah

i do it best
not losing a breathe
not losing a breathe
you know i’m up next
and i’m bout to flex
got yo main hoe on my neck

all of my niggas wit me and they all got them
choppas that got dem beams
yeah we gon wipe yo whole slate clean
ain’t worried bout yo gang
me and yo nigga we is not the same
i ride wit the gang
toting tha pistol
shooting shots like a missile
i ain’t gone miss u
wiping yo nose like a tissue
you is a issue
get the fuck from me
that b-tch dummy
put d-ck in her tummy
the fuck is u sayin
pussy nigga
i will get up and spray in yo face
spraying this b-tch like mace
b-tch gotta get replaced
cause she cheated on me
mistreaded on me
i dont want her more
she a lil whore
get out the door
she gave me some head
that shit had me bored
i hit from the back
that shit was wack too
yeah i got a strap too
and a glock too
and a nine too

okay, okay
pull up with a k
broad day
let it spray
cause he didn’t payyyy
the price
yeah got in his head like lice
packs got 6 like dice
2 niggas rats like mice
ight
full clip but i’m only shooting twice
imma a real savage i will still fight
two quick hits take out his light
smokin this gas gon get me real right
i been smokin that runt all night
posted wit my gun all night
but i ain’t gone run ight
i want all smoke
put you in a blunt
smokin that boy like he was some runts
caught hit smokin d-ck
i pull up my stick
you know i’m gon hit
wakk that lil boy in the face
i shoot off his lip
put the blick right back on my hip
then i’m gone dip

you ain’t got them bars heard u on rhymezone
trappin different states switching my timezones
those ain’t diamonds yeah they rhinestones
i gotta stick with the real
i’m clutchin my steel
you know im gon k!ll
they call me blakk will
and trap is ill
yeahhhhhh
that b-tch is sick
yo b-tch wanna lick me
get d-ck in her kidney
bro are u kidding me
hoes on hoes but they sicken me
she over here then she lickin me
b-tch i know that you missin me

- blakk will

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