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letra de walk 'em down 6 - dustero, datbank

for being the menace ha i’m a devil
i’m high as a b-tch got me out of my trouble
those hoes they digging like a mother f-cking
shovel
yeah i shot like motherf-ckin’ mello
he kept on dissing shook him like jello
i’m poppin’ them hoes i’m poppin’ them bars
and just like some tissue we wipin’ yo nose
i knew that you was a hoe
i knew that you was a hoe, yeah
pull up with your gang like what is you doing?
who is you clamin’ who is you beatin’?
where is you goin’ what is you plottin?
ayy
i got those hoes a felony
you sayin’ it that first degree
i’ma lеave a motherf-ckin murder scеne
we gonna do this my way
the boys chased by the cops, i’m always on top, i i i just don’t give a f-ck, because that’s my luck
hit ‘em with a truck, i feel the need 4 speed, that’s what i need, i need 2 be freed, this ain’t minecraft, can’t attach him to a lead, u just the wrong breed
assaulted a cop when a assh0l- was seven
when i turned 11, i toted a felon
my dog was snakin’, i knew i could smell it
when i’m feelin’ threatened, i turn into melly (ayy)
free melly (melly), one pop, we pop, we made him drop
we spinned his block, stand over tops (c’me here, c’me here, c’me here, c’me here)
we never stop until our glock go, “pop-pop-pop” (let’s go, let’s go, brrt)
ha-hah (brrt), cl!ck, ayy, b-tch, you know that i hit (what?)
banged the jit, then banged his b-tch
hunnid on it, no aim and sh-t (no aim and sh-t)
for being the menace ha i’m a devil
i’m high as a b-tch got me out of my trouble
those hoes they digging like a mother f-cking
shovel
yeah i shot like motherf-ckin’ mello
he kept on dissing shook him like jello
i’m poppin’ them hoes i’m poppin’ them bars
and just like some tissue we wipin’ yo nose
i knew that you was a hoe
i knew that you was a hoe, yeah (time for nostalgia)
i am a menace keep me a rack just like tennis
i’m with the sh-t like i’m dennis
i hop on these beats and you know i’ma k!ll it
pop with these treats, i’m bout to spill it
i pop my sh-t like i’m choppa
i drop my hits like i’m hip-hopper
come wrong get you dead, give a f-ck about a vest
know how that be, it can be your own brother
got in the gutter start singing like usher
but we let it burn like you f-ck with no rubber
we let it burn like you f-ck with no jimmy
b-tch keep a rack like tennis i don’t f-ck with the rap
grinding hard, i stay on track like a train on a map, no time for the rap
bullets eat a b-tch up like i’m playing pac-man
eating up tracks like n0body can
for being the menace ha i’m a devil
i’m high as a b-tch got me out of my trouble
those hoes they digging like a mother f-cking
shovel
yeah i shot like motherf-ckin’ mello
he kept on dissing shook him like jello
i’m poppin’ them hoes i’m poppin’ them bars
and just like some tissue we wipin’ yo nose
i knew that you was a hoe
i knew that you was a hoe, yeah
move on we wipin’ the nose
shoot bits, put a tag on a toe

- dustero datbank

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