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m1k:
big ass blunt thats the sh-t that make you cry
posted wit yo b-tch thats the sh-t that make you cry
i got h-lla knives thats the sh-t that make you die
don’t try me youre gonna die

drag you thru the woods in the dark of the night
hands tied up dont even try to fight
tweakin off these drugs i dont really feel a thing
hang you in the trees tie you up with some string
world spinning round im about to start a riot
sew your mouth shut imma make sure that you quiet
never find your body leave you deep into the woods
thought that you would live but you never really could

send shots through your body make ya scream for your lifе
baggy jeans fit tight got h-lla knives
makе your blood spill all over my robins
begging me to stop i ain’t ever f-cking stoppin

pull up wit my gang you know that we straight mobbin
we be h-lla robbin we ain’t ever f-ckin stoppin
creeping through the night and the bodies stay choppin
yeah they stay choppin we ain’t ever f-ckin stoppin

h-lla trueys h-lla robins thats what im copping
speedin through the streets say f-ck you to the coppers
i dont f-ck with twelve wanna see some dead f-cking coppers
yeah i am a f-g imma sniff on some f-cking poppers

yuridxm:
i cut you up with scissors i leave blood on your t shirt
every fight i ever been in no one ever scream out she her
bros best diss on me is not using she her
we gonna f-ck your b-tch until we make all her knees hurt
imma run up to a church and make the choir sing
2731 i done got that b-tch a ring
we blowin up so fast dont think you wanna blink

- bradgangsillygang

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