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letra de no more shit! - chill kidd

[intro: chill kidd]
yuh
chill kidd
here we go
1,2,3
1,2,3

[verse 1: chill kidd]
fake rapper, nothing but a lame rapper
always talking sh-t
you nothing but a f-cking fake rapper
how you expect to get fame, even though you playin all these f-ckin games
you not on my level
you a fake rapper b-tch
always talkin’ sh-t
you nothin’ but a snitch
and i’m talkin’ bout’ maker, you lil’ b-tch
you lil’ b-tch
twerking on the d-ck
b-tch, talkin’ all that f-ckin’ sh-t
i’m talkin’ bout smlt, talkin’ bout’ my mama
racist, your grandma is f-ckin’ dead
you always actin’ like a fake friend
pretend n-gga, stupid n-gga
ay, ay, f-ckin’ dumb n-gga
talkin’ sh-t n-gga
stupid n-gga
fake rapper, fake rapper
your nothin’ but a lame rapper
uh, yuh, b-tch
[verse 2: umb]
what’s up n-gga
if you mess wit’ me, i’m finna pull the trigger
i’m a real n-gga, finna shoot you n-gga
rad ain’t real, he a snake n-gga
pull up if you real n-gga
come take your [?] n-gga
got a real hoe l!cking on my sh-t n-gga
b-tch this hoe gonna [?]
lil’ hoe tryna fake sh-t, i ain’t gonna stay
n-gga what you say?
n-gga [?], his ass gettin’ sprayed
ay, ay, ay, ay
f-ckin’ n-gga
yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, ay

[interlude: reviewer chris]
chris, chris, chris, chris, chris, chris, chris, chris, chris, chris

[verse 3: reviewer chris]
you already know we ain’t takin’ no more sh-t
xbs, not even havin’ s-x
that lil’ f-ckin’ pr-ck looked under roselinas dress
his whole family is a motherf-ckin’ mess (skrt)
if you havin’ all these problems like why would you confess
you is a b-tch tellin’ me that you could beat me in a fight
if i saw you in the streets then you know it’d be on sight
ay, alright
why [?] is a motherf-ckin’ perv
he showed his d-ck and y’all spread the word
bro gets bullied and his head gets swirled
now we flyin’ like birds
fly like a f-ckin’ bird, fly like a f-ckin’ bird
fly like a f-ckin’ bird, fly like a f-ckin’ bird
[outro: reviewer chris]
i told y’all we ain’t takin’ no more sh-t from y’all b-tch asses
f-ck y’all b-tch asses, no matter how many times you try you can’t stop us bro
we jus’ gon’ keep comin’ back
it’s useless at this point bro i would just stop it if i was you
yeah, you heard me, f-ck y’all
f-ck you too

- chill kidd

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