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letra de exterminate (blocck boyy diss) - gbo gaston

[intro]
lil scared b-tch
treyo snapped

[chorus]
exterminate the b-tch, i leave him dead
it’s a shootout in the city, b-tch
we got tecs and glizzies
got the drop on the scared b-tch, imma do him filthy
throw away that gun ’cause it’s filthy
pick your mans up (ay)
get out the car and put your hands up
you make a move and i’m gon’ blam ya
ridin’ with choppas, not gon’ stop us (not gon’ stop us)

[verse 1]
five percent tint on the coupe
when i slide, imma shoot someone
n-gga said he wanted me dead
he know where i be, why he ain’t do nothing (why he ain’t do nothing)
but these n-ggas p-ssiеs, they ain’t gon’ shoot sh-t
they know gbo [?]
k!lled thе b-tch, can’t get no passes
got thirty clips, we’ll let you have it
that’s why they
b-tch i told you don’t play with gaston
pull out the sticks, they runnin’ tail
one hunnid thousand on my belt
[?] block, they are on our trail
free [?] out that cell
i k!ll that b-tch before he tells
you dissin’ [?] it’ll get you k!lled
that cadillac it’s gon’ get filled
b-tch, your life we finna steal
blocck b-tch, you ain’t gon’ k!ll
he scared of us, he know we real
[chorus]
exterminate the b-tch, i leave him dead
it’s a shootout in the city, b-tch
we got tecs and glizzies
got the drop on the scared b-tch, imma do him filthy
throw away that gun ’cause it’s filthy
pick your mans up (ay)
get out the car and put your hands up
you make a move and i’m gon’ blam ya
ridin’ with choppas, not gon’ stop us (not gon’ stop us)

[verse 2]
b-tch if you about that, then why your brother dead
put the opp b-tch in a wheelchair, he can’t even stand
where he live, in that motel six
if i catch him, imma spray the b-tch
he a [?] but he ain’t takin’ sh-t
my crib bust out with a thirty clip
[?] spray, i need him dead
i ain’t gon’ post it ’cause he [?]
i send him hits from [?]
i put the thousand on your head
b-tch you mad, your brother dead
another murder, b-tch we did that
we k!ll that sh-t, b-tch we lit
choppas out, sticks out
you want clout, watch your b-tch mouth
before we k!ll her too
we shootin’ out the coupe
i be with k!llas too
we don’t know what to do
[chorus]
exterminate the b-tch, i leave him dead
it’s a shootout in the city, b-tch
we got tecs and glizzies
got the drop on the scared b-tch, imma do him filthy
throw away that gun ’cause it’s filthy
pick your mans up (ay)
get out the car and put your hands up
you make a move and i’m gon’ blam ya
ridin’ with choppas, not gon’ stop us (not gon’ stop us)

- gbo gaston

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