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letra de how we coming - dkoolpharaoh

[intro: dkoolpharaoh]
haha
(gang) we all up in this b-tch, gang
(gang, gang) mortis gang in this b-tch, n-gga
yeah-haha
(uhh) ayy
(uhh) hey
(uhh) hey, hey

[verse 1: dkoolpharaoh]
up in the cut like a [?]
[?] start stretchin’
[?] is a [?], not a wesson
bullet may hit you, they [?] you a lesson (thraw, thraw)
if n-ggas keep talking that reckless
[?] and i’m leaving them headless (ha)
the n-ggas who itching to fight [?] (hey, hey, hey, hey)
stand in my face, well, you must be a waste
i’ma knock you, a bit like [?] vegeta [?]
[?] fear [?] come and [?] i’ve been itching that [?]
you can run for a bit, but your blood might get traced
i’ve been [?] that sh-t like it’s copy and paste
[?] let me hit with no haze
like the pope [?] i was [?] with grace (hey, hey, hey, hey)
you claim you got sticks, hope you train, b-tch
blast to the past, turn a n-gga to some [?]
i’m chief with the mag, what’s the issue?
bullet eat a n-gga fast, ripping like tissue (uh)
like scope to his face, but not black ops
beam to the eye, now a n-gga like cyclops
make some art with the prey bits
blood on the wall man, wish i could frame it, yuh
[?] back (uh-huh)
two shots at your neck (bop-bop)
dead shot with a tec (wait, what?)
slit a n-gga from his [?] (gang)
[?] back (uh-huh)
two shots at your neck (bop-bop)
dead shot with a tec (wait, what?)
slit a n-gga from his [?] (gang)

[interlude 1: okaminokami]
ayy (yuh)
ayy
yuh, ayy, ayy
okaminokami
ayy, yuh, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 2: okaminokami]
[?] finger, when i trigger
i [?]
she twizzle my d-ck like a choppa needs [?]
i came in the p-ssy, now i gotta hit her
but every song, get bigger and bigger
heavy d-ck upon me, she gettin’ thicker
control my anger, i think i need a snickers
you n-ggas rookies, i don’t f-ck wit’ beginners (ayy, ayy)
ayy, that lil’ n-gga be trippin’ [?]s
i think i wanna bash you n-ggas knees
put his head through the noose, he will be [?]
get his parents [?]
hit the chair, watch him struggle to breathe
[?] parents [?] disease
[?] keys
yeah, that was fun, but i’m finna get a blanket, hand a lil’ n-gga a gun
[?] that b-tch need to run, hollow tips leave his whole body stunned
[?] them n-ggas [?] funds
if you need the bl1cky then i move it in tonnes
hundred round drum, it go—
mortis finna do the race, uh
my n-gga [?] can’t move away
we shoot the stiffy, run in place
you n-ggas opps and you actin’ like [?]
mortis finna do the race, uh
my n-gga [?] can’t move away
we shoot the stiffy, run in place
you n-ggas opps and you actin’ like [?]

[interlude 2: tns 1ll w1ll]
[?]
all i do is ignorant bars on some dumb sh-t
i’ma cremate your auntie, and like— and like p-ss in her urn and sh-t (ayy)

[verse 3: tns 1ll w1ll]
hit it in the midnight, i feel like i’ts twilight
p-ssy, get your sh-t right, n-gga, f-ck your insight
chains on me got frostbite, sn-tch her if that coochie tight
she tryna send a invite, it’s a cannibal delight
stop with that bull sh-t, chop’ with a full clip
stop, let his blood drip, water like a warship
mop make his brain rip, glock make a stain dip
c-ck on your b-tch lip, huh, ayy, okay
p-ssy got a b00boo, shoot that shoulder, make him juju
baby think i’m coocoo, f-ck with witches, feel like voodoo
they like “ill will, grow up, f-ck the fighting, they don’t show up”
n-gga, put the ho up, call me ill ’cause i might throw up
i can’t entertain, turn a og to stain
ain’t no demon slain, cut, i’m ripping out the vein
sn-tch a p-ssy chain, leave him crying in the rain
you ain’t in the game, n-ggas out here norte dame

- dkoolpharaoh

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