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letra de fukk da judge - hellbxy

[intro]
i put brick on the scale
my brother gone pay my bail
i ain’t gone sit in jail
she went balenci’ the boots
put her double c on chanel
f-ck what they like give h-ll
it’s a chip on my shoulder like dale

(treetime)

[verse 1]
im f-cking yo b-tch i’m doing it well
shawty don’t skate she grind on the rail
you weak you probably gone tell
mosh pit in this b-tch, throwing fist you might get f-cked up
know we sippin’ fours i got my my fanta that b-tch crushed up
all i know is that, that n-gga better not run up
i just ball on n-ggas, been that n-gga that’s been one up
b-tch don’t try to go steal my chain you gone get cut up
n-gga came in tried to steal my chain and he got f-cked up

[bridge]
f-ck, f-cked up
f-ck, f-cked up, f-ck
f-cked up, f-ck
f-cked up, f-ck
f-cked up, f-ck
f-cked up, f-ck
f-cked up, yuh
f-cked up
[verse 2]
i drop the roof, on lamb, no jag
i’m driving i’m skrt’in, i’m swerving, it’s fast
and they try to compare with they drip but they sad
when you drop, you my son, tell these n-ggas i’m they dad
had to swerve on the opps, had to swerve on the cops
you a bird in a box, all my birds holding glocks
know i had to pop out with a icey ass watch
look at me, i got louie you got bummy ass crocs
you can’t jump out the gym if your gym not hot
know that h-llbxy break the rim b-tch i’m hitting my shots
when i say i’m hitting ’em i ain’t mention my opps
running up on them they catch twenty something shots
tell the fbi we got thirty something chops
tell the da we got a hundred million shots
i don’t never worry i don’t give a f-ck about the cops
i go inside the club i f-ck the b-tch up then i mosh

- hellbxy

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