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letra de pindo - da g4y cr3w

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[d-fizzle: verse 1]
fizzle in the room, when you hear the b-ss boom
and you know i’m gonna k!ll it with the chicken mushroom, and
when you see me coming, wish you were back in the womb
gonna turn your bedroom into a mof-ckin tomb

i like my flow how i like my hot team
with ü, randy, fizzer, fizzey, quad and dbd
i’m never gon flee from the scene, watch you b-tches bleed
ice cold tea, when with me, cruising lambo geen

people say my bars, only talk bout hoes and cars
well i think my flow is sick, but i’m unsure about yours, and
b-tches want the d, meaning triple-triple me
your crew ain’t seeing p, apart from transvestees

i’m gonna cut this short, making room for fizzey
plus i think i might have crabs, like legitimately
well, thats what you got when you get too much p
and by p i don’t mean pence, infact, i don’t know what i mean i’m high

[d-fizzey: verse 2]
yo it’s fizzey back, bout to drop another track
spitting mad fresh bars, like a rocket fly to mars
smokin weed smokin weed, shootin n-ggas till they bleed
shoot my gat at your fat, shoot your face you f-cking rat

b-tch suck it go ahead, yes thats right herd what i said
f-ck yo vag, p-ssy pink, then just suck it, have a drink
black white or ch-nk, got a vid, send the link
take a look, then just tell me what you think

now lets talk about the drugs, got cocaine in some jugs
gettin fizzle drop a line, we got the best, b-tches fine
injecting heroine, [ding ding] recording time
focus now, smoke a joint, lets just get straight to the point

smell my b-lls suck my d-ck, long and tall hard like a brick
check these digs, got my pick, you know i got that swagger [sick]
you think my bars ain’t fresh? i’m gettin p-ssy, naked flesh
hoes up in my crib, p-ssy feast wheres my bib?

[d-fizzle: verse 3]
look who’s back again, robot voice: stephen hawking
no, disrespect, to that motherf-ckin g
out the cage just like a hen, d-mn
what kind of dumb-ss said that bullets were’nt stronger then pen
i popped your boy just yesterday, try that with a poem

weed ain’t my sh-t, i’m nose deep in that snow
fizzey said it f-ckin best, b-tch get down and just blow
mysogyny at it’s finest, yeah you haters just know
when you’re b-tch say that she going out, to me she’s gonna go

the lines i write, you’ll comprehend
cartel sh-t, f-ckin finger blend
your mother’s who i will befreind
she’ll see a bell of a certain end
[dgc], this ain’t a trend
broken mind? bars surely mend
your funeral, i will attend
policemen come, they apprehend

liquid vocals, soothing treat
apple pie like your mumma make
fizzey, fizzle, ride this beat
shake up the place, 808

[d-fizzey: verse 4]
now its fizzey here i am, so watch out i’m goin ham
n-ggas get out of my crib, get your sh-t just get out [scram]
call this my castle, i gotta dam, big -ss door need a battering ram
every room is so big, got my own bar take a swig

me and fizzle droppin choons, make a rap tycoon
writing bar after bar, record label now we stars
these n-ggas think it’s funny, you think im a clown?
woah, back up sloooowwww down

got all these b-tches hanging with me
count em up, 123, get all that p-ssy
pull out a fatty, smoke trees
got that purple kush, og

my bars so f-ckin cash, get me grub, beans and mash
people pay to hear our tracks, wanna hear it? pay my tax
we got our rhymes so f-king sick, hear that boom that b-ss thick
cruisin lambo, black tint window, shakin gl-ss with tunes like
pindo

- da g4y cr3w

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