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letra de no limits - deadly grim

[bridge]
back in a chronic zone
chicken f-ckin’ with my mind
l!ckin’ up some blunts and sh-t
now tell y’all, how to do a crime
kick back in a chronic zone
chicken f-ckin’ with my mind
l!ckin’ up some blunts and sh-t
now tell y’all, how to do a crime
kick back in a chronic zone
chicken f-ckin’ with my mind
l!ckin’ up some blunts and sh-t
now tell y’all, how to do a crime

[verse 1: yung cracka wit da tec]
b-tch, i got no limits
pullin’ b-tches, sn-tching digits
on my cash i’m 7’2, i ain’t ever been no midget
crash the car, i’m talking physics
psychedelics
paramedics
riding with three hoes
i know you f-cking jealous
do you got some limits?
get the f-ck up out my business
disappear, like a magician
fightin’ demons, that’s my mission
shooting three’s, point blank
ball like i’m the f-cking pistons
my d-ck, she said she miss it
on her lips, you know i kiss it
shooting shots, i always fit in
leave my past behind, in my mind, i’m still a misfit
it’s your first day
you gone need a first-aid
it’s gone be yo last day
in your mouth, i put a hand grenade
with b-tches, i tend to delay
i’ll make them smile with a razor blade
i’m f-cking b-tches, getting high
ima have me a m-th-f-cking field day (party all night)
deadly in the mud
go hurricane, like a flash flood
sometimes words can cut so deep, they can draw f-cking blood
deadly don’t know what to do
all of his b-tches are all run through
you know that’s true
buy my wife a coupe
i’m pulling up on you
i shoot you with the 22
b-tch, i’m deadly
shoot you in the head directly
[bridge: htb.kairo]
(kick back) yuh (in a chronic zone)
i’m with deadly grim on this motherf-cker (chicken f-ckin’ with my mind)
l!ckin’ up some blunts and sh-t) y’all getting tired of us
(now tell y’all, how to do a crime)

[verse 2: htb.kairo]
b-tch i feel like r. kelly, on my haters i take a p-ss
i be playing hoes like guitars, yeah, no aerosmith
b-tch i am the goat, yeah i’m number one up on the list
it’s like 50k up on my motherf-cking wrist, aye
you know it’s on sight
they tell me ima od
like prime dwight
i don’t like b-tches, but i like dirty sprite
b-tch, i ball like mike
and you know i’m high just like a kite
i ball like michael jordan up up on that flu game
on this beat like my hair, b-tch, you can’t maintain
f-cking on your hoe, you know she be my main thing
run up on me, ima let my choppa bang-bang
i don’t got no limits (uh)
n-gga’s sour, like lemons (uh)
i’m in her mouth, b-tch
she call me a dentist, aye
i came from the trenches
n-gga’s to big for they britches
balling out, you know i shoot my sh-t just like mikal bridges

- deadly grim

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