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letra de fuck y'all hoes - germ

[intro: juicy j & lil glock]
f-ck y’all hoes
f-ck y’all hoes
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick b-tches i just clizzick
f-ck y’all hoes
f-ck y’all hoes
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick b-tches i just clizzick
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick b-tches i just clizzick
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick b-tches i just clizzick
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick b-tches i just clizzick

[verse i: germ]
b-tch i been that motherf-cker always loaded
hoping that these f-ggots f-cking die
middle finger to the sky, dirtynasty$uicide
midget b-tch with me holdin’ dirty 9
cross in line little b-tch i never gave a f-ck
ask if i did nothin’, who lit em’ up
locate yo’ b-tch little b-tch
i f-ck around, feed her skeezer musty d-ck
chevy ridin’, swervin’ ,curvin’ purpose, i ain’t got nowhere to go, bag is full of soul
frontin these maricóns
holy matrimony with that bullsh-t
i’m not your homie cool it with that bro sh-t
i’m broke and unfortunate, holdin’ and hopin’ that i could pull up
f-ckthepopulation, everybody hating up the hammer my n-gga give it up

[verse ii: ruby da cherry]
f-ck a pig
f-ck a little b-tch i beat it raw, b-tch i beat em’ up
b-tch i be that dirty motherf-cker corrupting yo’ b-tch in the cut
and she say she don’t f-ck but for me she let me put it in her b-tt, uh
f-ck a hoe, ruby already know
buy her a rose now my d-ck’s in her throat
pull it back out and say i gotta go
yung $now stay cold he don’t need a f-cking coat
b-tch i be that dirty motherf-cker 6 days in the back, 6 dames in the back, 6 blades in the pack
i don’t give a f-ck about thots on me
six days in the back while i’m still on the track
expected intestine, the level infected
rejected my guesses it’s okay
i respect it and i blame that these b-tches
are stupid but f-ck all these hoes that start soon and it sucks it’s whatever

[verse iii: yung chri$t]
say you runnin’ up with your gun
i’m callin’ your bluff motherf-cker i know you walkin’
down to pull my gun up before the sun come up
grim reaper gonna show up for you soul and some
body parts, tony with the tommy got a loaded drum
bum, bum, bum, bum, here the chopper come!
all hail to the motherf-cking fallen one, yung christ, lil’ b-tch
mosh pit throwing elbows, screaming, “f-ck y’all hoes!”
fear n0body, b-tch, i’m live from the gutter
f-ck boys still stutter, under they covers
they know that i’m comin’, run to ya mothers
$carecrow not frontin’, knuckin’ and buckin’
cuttin’ and duckin’, the cops that you buzzin
see through the blood, not worried, i light up the blunt

[outro: juicy j]
f-ck y’all hoes
f-ck y’all hoes
f-ck y’all hoes
f-ck y’all hoes

- germ

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