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letra de guns ‘n’ percs - cjthxmxs

[chorus: cjthxmxs]
imma make you hurt, put you in the dirt

put that b-tch to work, imma do it first
imma blow that p-ssy up, just like fireworks
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i’m still blowin’ up
i drop a track, now these hoes just can’t get enough
i got yo b-tch in my coupe and we be pullin’ up
put that b-tch in doggy style and we gon’ make a pup

[verse 1: cjthxmxs]
all these fake rappers, don’t try and f-ck wit’ me

all these p-ssy boys, tryna take a plea

lambo push-to-start, i don’t need a key
seems like everywherе i go, only enemies
thеy tryna see me slip up, that sh-t ain’t gonna happen
got isxxc jxmes up on the beat, so you know it’s slappin’

[chorus: cjthxmxs, isxxc jxmes]
imma make you hurt, put you in the dirt
spendin money, cod zombies, guns ‘n’ percs
put that b-tch to work, imma do it first
imma blow that p-ssy up, just like fireworks
(look out i’m comin’)
just like fireworks, they hit my line i’m down to work
i’m wearing this designer shirt, rolling around with high alert
(skrrrtt)
the tire bursts, aaron whippin’ the firebird
sh-t on the track like amber heard
spitting my facts with no concern
[verse 2: isxxc jxmes]
sippin’ on my drink and you best know it’s my maneuver
i feel like brad from sleepless cause i’m ’bout to fly vancouver
i hop up in the building and i’m tryna f-ck the cougars
i look back at the old me and i think i like the newer
your sh-t so fake your name must be kxzi but we know you’re vincent
its been a year since i started this sh-t i made it instant
you gon’ catch some karma, i just know it, it might take a minute
wanna see a doomsday?
i’ll take your block and spin it b-tch

[chorus: cjthxmxs, isxxc jxmes]
imma make you hurt, put you in the dirt
spendin’ money like it’s zombies, guns ‘n’ percs
put that b-tch to work, imma do it first
imma blow that p-ssy up, just like fireworks
just like fireworks, they hit my line i’m down to work
i’m wearing this designer shirt, rolling around with high alert
(skrrrtt)
the tire bursts, aaron whippin’ the firebird
sh-t on the track like amber heard
spitting my facts with no concern
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i’m still blowin’ up
i drop a track, now these hoes just can’t get enough
i got yo b-tch in my coupe and we be pullin’ up
put that b-tch in doggy style and we gon’ make a pup
pour it in the cup, like we already knew what’s up
like fall out boy, no patrick stump
we slap this sh-t like hockey puck
perc ‘n’ gun action, don’t need to drop a caption
i got my cheque from actin’
you see me make it happen

- cjthxmxs

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