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letra de pizda - deathsouljah

[intro]
(i don’t care about anybody or anything except for myself, and this country is sick of tired of their parents, their schools, their people force feeding them what to do, i am the answer, when they listen to my songs-)

[verse: death souljah]
i’m like p-ssy get your racks up, roll some packs up
b-tch you hating, but i’m f-cking on your girl tho
how the f-ck you hating when you got no dough tho? (b-tch)
and you know she f-ck with souljah, she don’t know you (f-ck with souljah)
and you talking sh-t, but i know yo ass sweet (ass sweet)
f-cking on yo baby mama, while i’m liking tweets
pop a perc in the club, you know i like to tweak
talking on the net, boy i know yo ass reek
and i’m not yo friend, why you tryna be with me?
and yo girl tryna f-ck me, gave her to the team
and yo ass so old f-cking with some teens
lame ass b-tch, that’s why you can’t do it like me
нэг, хоёрын, гурваа
u ain’t nothing but a pizda
(drift! drift! drift! drift!)
нэг, хоёрын, гурваа
u ain’t nothing but a pizda
(drift! drift! drift! drift!)

[chorus: death souljah]
d-drop my xanax on the ground i’m like pizda
w-woke up, b-tch i’m high i’m like pizda
a-and i’m f-cking on your girl she’s like “please stop”
and you ain’t nothing but a just another pitstop (bleh)
d-drop my xanax on the ground i’m like pizda
w-woke up, b-tch i’m high i’m like pizda
a-and i’m f-cking on your girl she’s like “please stop”
and you ain’t nothing but a just another pitstop

[verse: slaywitme]
b-tch calling my phone, like please stop
ha-hang up b-tch, hasta la vista
i’ve been eating these xans like it’s pizza
dropped my drugs in the club, now i’m p-ssed off
i’m a party monster, rock out like a rockstar
snorting so much crystal, [?]
toating those hollows, yeah that sh-t is fatal
put you on a t-shirt, hang you up in a frame
witchgang sh-t, yea we toating them sticks
witchgang sh-t, yea we ’bout to let it rip
’bout to let it rip like a f-cking beyblade
your life outta time, better crawl, fatal frame
i’m with death souljah, chilling with your b-tch, yea
i don’t want your hoe, yea, but we just slayed her
took her to my lair, and i just slayed her
b-tch, i’m a player, ball like the lakers
she said “slay, can you do me a favour?”
split her legs open, put it in and finger
rocking on this beat yeah, oh, imma body
i’m not a christian, but i’m still praying
and yall n-ggas keep hating, ‘cuz i f-ckin love it
.22’s keep on bussin, sipping robitussin
bands, i make enough, and you ain’t making nothing
you ain’t making nothing, you ain’t making nothing
(grah)
(you ain’t making nothing, you ain’t making nothing) (b-tch)
(you ain’t making nothing, you ain’t making nothing)
[chorus: death souljah]
d-drop my xanax on the ground i’m like pizda
w-woke up, b-tch i’m high i’m like pizda
a-and i’m f-cking on your girl she’s like “please stop”
and you ain’t nothing but a just another pitstop
d-drop my xanax on the ground i’m like pizda
w-woke up, b-tch i’m high i’m like pizda
a-and i’m f-cking on your girl she’s like “please stop”
and you ain’t nothing but a just another pitstop (bleh)

[outro]
(i hope you die souljah)
(moan)
(hahaha)

- deathsouljah

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