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letra de play no games - deadly grim

[intro: yung nickz]
ayo nick

[verse 1: deadly grim]
d-d-d-d-deadly don’t play no games (nah)
i got the cash, the lames complain (whoa)
i got the razor blade, blood stains
i’m f-cking on a lame for a change (you doing what?)
no we are not the same (nah)
my flow go crazy, give your head some pain (yuh)
i spit so fast, like a dragon with flames
the knife cuts deep, b-tch it’s such a shame (such a shame)
i don’t got no fear
i leave b-tches in tears (yuh)
f-ckboys be weird
yeah b-tch, it’s my year (it’s my year)
i’m riding ‘round in the whip, got the ops in my rear (in my rear)
i’ll take you down to 43
on the highway, b-tch i’ll make you bleed (i’ll make you bleed)
i’m giving b-tches sympathy
i’m putting on my music
bettеr sing for me (you better, b-tch)
scorpion on this sh-t
i hit you with thе mortal kombat (yuh)
riding ‘round in a h-llcat with a bad b-tch, you know that (you know)
i’m smoking pack after pack
i’m doing tabs (yuh)
i’m from a lab (what?)
every b-tch i pick up look at me like, “oh, deadly, you so bad” (you so bad)
hollow purple on these f-ck boys (yuh)
super saiyan, go crazy (goku)
make ‘em quack, make some duck noise (quack)
when i put on my songs, i put all these b-tches in rejoice (yuh)
spitting crazy, i’m going ham (what?)
like a monster truck, i jam (i jam)
my d-ck so big, had that b-tch thinking she was shopping at sam’s (whoa)
you know i don’t play no games (nah)
i thought she was different, but b-tch was the same (f-ck that b-tch)
run her over one day
that b-tch gone need an insurance claim (yuh)
high by sakakawea
i f-ck b-tches
yeah, i’m a player (i’m a player)
hunting demons all night
b-tch, they call me a slayer (demon slayer)
b-tch i play no games
i got the 40., i got aim (i got aim)
i’m dissing on these f-cking lames (yuh)
b-tch, deadly got the chains (pure diamond)
put they face in the dirt (yuh)
make ‘em cry, make ‘em hurt (make ‘em hurt)
pull on me, you won’t
just take yourself out like you’re motherf-cking kurt (kurt cobain)
[verse 2: deadly grim]
i make p-ssies hurt
i make p-ssies squirt (yeah)
you drink water, i drink liquor (yuh)
go ahead b-tch, pull down the f-cking zipper (pull it down)
going ape sh-t
bat sh-t
got a bad b-tch (yuh)
might go f-ck around, you might see me in a f-cking ditch (i might crash)
smoking blunts, b-tch take a hit
cream of the crop, b-tch
feel like i’m the rock (crop of the cream)
i’m getting top
get your sh-t clocked (yuh)
feel like michael, king of the pop (hee-hee sh-t)
yeah, i used to f-ck with a bop (f-ck that b-tch)
now i shoot f-ck boys at the motherf-cking stop (at the stop)
me and kairo play no games (nah)
i f-ck b-tches in the rain (yuh)
like an animal, i’m untamed (what?)
k!ll that f-ck boy, picture framed (whoa)
don’t f-ck with deadly b-tch (don’t f-ck with me)
i’m insane (i’m insane)

[interlude: htb.kairo]
aye
yuh
yuh
[verse 3: htb.kairo]
i play xbox, but i don’t play games
freestyling every song, yeah i do this off the brain
just like my hair, you know i can’t maintain
got your b-tch, she my main thing
b-tch, i’m in that black coupe
b-tch, i feel like bruce wayne
kicking sh-t, like i’m liu kang
that’s that mortal kombat
y’all can kiss my ass and l!ck my motherf-cking sack
yeah i’m white, and i’m black
but, what’s up with that?
we can go tit for tat
i’m in her mouth, like a tic tac, aye
b-tch, i’m in my prime, aye
i ain’t doing time, aye
i say n-gga’s p-ssy, like some f-cking felines, aye
she ride me like a pony, yeah, that’s worth the genuine, aye
“f-ck you” to all the n-gga’s, ‘cause i’m one of a kind, aye
i feel like hitler on this beat
telling these n-gga’s they can’t compete
feel like john cena, b-tch i wave my hand
you can’t see me
yeah, i got that girth, huh
yeah, got that 223., huh
and i’m schooling n-gga’s, like a f-cking spelling bee
tired if n-gga’s selling me
selling me into slavery
she come over here
i f-ck my b-tch, and then she paying me
i know it don’t make sense
b-tch i feel like 50
i pay for her body, i pay for her titties,uh
ball like josh, no diddy, aye
man, this sh-t so easy
man, i’m a whole different level
from hotty toddy mississippi
b-tch i ball like a rebel
b-tch, grew up on rock, and some f-cking heavy metal
i’m the motherf-cking rock, and these n-gga’s little, like pebbles
n-gga’s
n-gga’s is fruity
got that b-tch and i’m in her booty
mater fact, sending me pictures of her coochie
yeah, you know i’m making those movies, aye
but, i can’t keep that b-tch ‘cause she a groupie, aye
that sh-t we watching
netflix, not no tubi, aye
b-tch i ball like i’m hoop loop
i’m in that hula hoop, aye
told you n-gga’s fruity, like some f-cking fruit loops, aye
f-cking fruit cakes
last name baker, so i gotta bake, uh
feel like soulja boy, b-tch, i gotta crank, aye
they shouldn’t be laughing, aye
i ain’t ever capping
outer sp-ce, i’m on saturn
no father n-gga, you know i’m a b-st-rd
i go first, and then i go fast, uh
man, this sh-t so catchy man
these n-gga’s can’t catch me ‘cause i’m kicking sh-t like i’m messi, aye

- deadly grim

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