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letra de disrespectful - deadly grim

[intro: deadly grim & storm]
d-mn son, where’d you find this?
wanna be
you need people like me
you need people like me so you can point your finger
yuh
we on the track
sh-t’s boutta get disrespectful in this b-tch
i ain’t boutta hold back nothing
oh you know we dropping names in this one
f-ck all them hoes
storm

[verse 1: deadly grim]
on the beat, going crazy
you know i am disrespectful
if you pull up on me, ima shoot you with my rifle
hit you with the f-ckin’ clique
ima empty out the clip
hit you with the f-ckin’ .9
ima break yo f-ckin’ spine
f-ckboys ain’t got nothing on me
when they pull up on me, ima put ’em in the ground
when my girl comе around, you know ima pound
f-ck natalie
f-ck leslie
f-ck abby
f-ck all thеm other b-tches in the world that wanna send me they addy
deadly don’t want ’em no more
you know that he is getting bored
they all some motherf-ckin’ wh0res
you don’t even know how to pass
you just know how to take it up the ass
talking about evan
you know that’s the truth
ima send them f-ckboys to heaven
runnin’ through the motherf-ckin’ seven
i stay dissing you
i remember that dude blue
that was his gamertag
now that is a red flag
smokin’ green in the back, straight out the f-ckin’ bag
[bridge: deadly grim & storm]
smokin’ that sh-t straight from the motherf-ckin’ pack
you know that’s true
diss you hoe
deadly is a savage
he stay smokin’ on the cabbage
you know he is not average
neither are his boys hoe
storm

[verse 2: deadly grim]
back for one more to get disrespectful before i pass it to kairo
keep it on the low
don’t tell anyone though
don’t f-ck with the cream of the motherf-ckin’ crop
if you do, ima pull up on you, shoot you in the top
he like his girls wet
get ’em on the f-ckin’ jet
take a trip to paradise
you know we is not nice
all them b-tches in the past just got f-cked over
the way that my dreams are going, i could have a lambo
you could just have a rover
ima break yo f-ckin’ neck
that’s the best you gonna get
get the f-ck on, you gone get hit
how can you go two weeks without a shower?
i know that p-ssy is really motherf-ckin’ sour, aye
imagine being so d-mn lonely you had to text my mother
i know you is so depressed, you just suffer
might as well take your own life, you gone get hit
either way snitch
you’s a stank ass b-tch
[interlude: htb.kairo & storm]
you don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be
you need people like me
you need people like me so you can point your finger
they been talking sh-t
i already messed up but i gotta redo my verse
so f-ck this sh-t, i’m going in even harder than the first time my n-gga
i’m going in f-ckin’ harder bro
word to my f-ckin’ momma b-tch
turn the f-ckin’ beat up
storm

[verse 3: htb.kairo]
i’m puttin’ d-ck in your mom
i don’t [?] no b-tch, i am the bomb, huh
i don’t even give no f-ck
what the f-ck is these b-tches on?
they tryna play with my feelings like a game like a [?] laker, i’m not no [?], uh
i don’t even give no f-ck
the world in my hand, you know i put it in my palm, huh
shoutout deadly
i don’t give no f-ck n-gga
we [?] at your knoggin’ [?]
batman b-tch, huh
i don’t even do no robbin’
and yo b-tch on my d-ck with her mouth, she got it slobbin’, uh
hit that b-tch from the back, huh
yeah i’m in her stomach, uh
i don’t even give no f-ck
i don’t even understand why these n-ggas be frontin’, huh
man these b-tches ugly and
yo hoe really busty and
and yo boyfriend, that n-gga is a junkie, uh
yeah i’m getting disrespectful
b-tch i’m feeling dreadful, uh
b-tch i am the rock, and you n-ggas barely pebbles, uh
b-tch i am a god but yo b-tch call me the devil, uh
and turn off the bass n-gga
turn off the f-ckin’ treble, uh
[bridge: htb.kairo & storm]
f-ck my b-tch amaya, huh
f-ck that b-tch amaya, uh
and that b-tch a liar, uh
that b-tch really deceiving, uh
you cheat on a n-gga like me, b-tch you tweaking and
b-tch i smell like money, matter fact b-tch, you know i reek it, uh
storm

[verse 4: htb.kairo]
poppin’ pills
she poppin’ p-ssy
n-gga i’m a vereran
i’m not a rookie, uh
ate yo b-tch, ouch
that b-tch sweet like a cookie and
that n-gga [?] and you n-ggas cannot catch me, uh
i hope you get arrested and get molested, uh
playin’ with my feelings b-tch
who you testin’?
danny glover, i will go grab a weapon
and b-tch get on yo knees and get to beggin’, uh
b-tch we in first, we ain’t ever coming in second, uh
me and deadly putting d-ck in yo mother, huh
shoutout deadly, yeah you know that is my f-ckin’ brother, uh
b-tch i’m one of one, you won’t ever no other, uh
if you f-ck with me, b-tch you gone have to be undercover, uh
b-tch i shoot like p.j., no b-tch tucker, uh
and i’m sh-tting on the game, n-gga you-you know you gone be [?], uh
puttin’ d-ck in her stomach
yeah, i just fixed her hunger, uh
and i say on my chest, i don’t ever have to mumble, uh
yo b-tch sweet like a cookie and i make that crookie crumble, uh
we won’t fumble
d-mn son, where’d you find this?

- deadly grim

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