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letra de wild out 2k - channel live

[verse 1:]
we be the live ones
you dont wanna try son
cause the rhyme come
like a nine gun

you can die young
hide lungs
til the seventh sign come
shine son like a diamond
i’m harder than one by one
flew flicker, crew licker
shoot quicker, loot getta
you cant handle this cause im the truth n-gg-
the haze puffa, stage crusher once the wave crush ya
? while im f-ckin ya baby motha
the back of my right mind terror lines
devil stays higher than the crime rates
at five burrous
you spit yo best sh-t
i spit mines an get arrested
murder one rhymes killin sh-t write yo death wish

well its the herb wanter shotgunner
hot like summer
parked like a hummer
off the hook like no other
scale triple stage went from marcy figga n-gg-
bigger than most but still look at where stick up
dutch smoker, blunt smoker flippin like a broker
dope when i pull it quick to draw like poker
hoe getter go getter like my dro wetter
trunk full of kill we could all smoke together

chorus 2x:
if you got a hundred dolla bill throw ya hands up
if you aint afraid to peel throw ya guns up
all my n-gg-s smokin to kill throw ya blunts up
roll em up, throw em up
roll em up, throw em up

[verse 2:]
hey yo we build to destruct with the raw un-cut sh-t
us spit rhymes tight like hancuffs get
n-gg-s say they on some i dont give a f-ck sh-t
bust chicks, bust clips
like they cant get touched with

well its the party rocka, poon rocka not silkk shocker
put master the p in an airport locka
wife, daughter macka, behind that -ss slappa
we open up the show like n-gg-s typical roster

n-gg-s cant see us cause they station aint adjusted
destined to be burried in gold like king tut did
n-gg-s rhymes is -ss cause they full of enough sh-t
need to bow down an pray while the god touch this

hey yo f-ck lyric for lyric lets go show for show
give us 45 minutes channel live takes all ya doe
we got the live show strap sacks of hydro
never bring sand to the beach hide ya hoe

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3:]
dont let the god blast
here with the math illegal broadcast
spit something way outta line an make ya car crash
rhymes comin fast like the first time i saw -ss
make a n-gg- jaw clash
tryin to steal my raw ash

now its the legal broadcast
lightin it down like calm cash
with the henny and bomb hash
hot flash, when she let me palm -ss
imma long -ss let me hit that -ss sprung fast

hey yo we settin n-gg-s up like when the 3 strikes law p-ssed
write deep scrpits and prophicies like a the law has
we bringin fire like the cops guns draw fast
dope rhymes i stop guns like utah has

well its all about the -ss, cash and last clash
my n-gg-s got flags on poles half mad
for loumia, diallo, rodney king, to my n-gg- rallo
if they follow, hit they -ss up like tips hollowed

[chorus 2x]

- channel live

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