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letra de suicidal - ev b, wes b

southside

[verse 1: we$ b]
pull the trigger quicker if a b-tch n-gga resists
i’ll pull out your t–th n-gga i’m a f-cking dentist
big checks that’s what life consists i take risks
rappers today is on my hit list
i’m selling bricks to dealerships trynna cop a cleaner whip
mac 10’s and -ss-ssins, i execute rappers
burn holes through plastic what i write is acid
the feds bust in i translate with cl!ck clacking
can’t resist gun fire when i put you in a casket
the government i’m attacking and escape like “what happened”
n-ggas outlandish every way i’m causing damage
k!ll him in the shed with the motherf-cking hammers
yeah i move that weight hustling till my last day
display your fate with this tool on my waist

[chorus: we$ b]
going against me is suicidal
it’s suicidal, it is suicidal
going against me it’s suicidal

[verse 2: domination]
you a dead man walking a dead man talking
i’m the man with the grams get your bags get your weight
call me baker man cuz i can bake a cake
drop the top on the bentley i call that the headless horseman
i’m cooking up babies i call that sh-t abortion
roaming through pasadena like i’m a motherf-cking orphan
like n-gga i k!lled your roll dog and put him in a coffin
well it’s all the gang repping tallet gang no tyler perry and i gotta win
pardon me my f-cking squad my whole squad be going in
we$ b smoke so much i think his f-cking brains fried
and we stay pulling up like the gotti boys

[chorus: we$ b]
going against me is suicidal
it’s suicidal, it is suicidal
going against me it’s suicidal
it’s suicidal, it is suicidal

[verse 2: ev b]
god sent me on this earth simply to wreck beats
on the track with domination and we$ b
wanna battle rap our combination is deadly
roll the best weed we tasting up on that heavy
medical spit that make you feel like you in heaven flow
ratchet b-tches that i know got curves like the letter o
i don’t f-ck with them hoes but f-ck it shout out to em
working hard and making money is what i’m about doing
we ain’t got no common goals trynna get the honor roll
i gets all kinds of dough cuz i spit the common cold
spit change like obama told hold heat like my mommas stove
get hoes back to they mommas home knock em down like dominoes
i live it you fantasize i get so h-lla high
pull up in a yellow benz see haters and tell em “bye”
trynna make yo melon fly i’m the truth you telling lies
any n-gga dare to try knock em out like beddy byes (gone)

- ev b wes b

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