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letra de jesse pinkman - hxrrxrbxy

[intro:]
shoutout dtb (f-ck hxr)
i’m recording this song, yeah

[verse 1:]
f-ck a friend, make a rack
spend that sh-t then make it back, you get attacked
call us pest control the way we k!ll the rats, huh, facts
i’m running on fumes
f-ck around, i’ll k!ll you too
f-ck around, i’ll k!ll you two (talking sh-t)
stop talking sh-t, and b-tch, move
who the f-ck are you to me?
who the f-ck are you at all?
please get up off my b-lls
if it fit in her walls, then that sh-t is a must
my gun hit him, leave him in dust
chopper hit him, he need crutches
bulletproof vest when i walk in the function
i feel like the best and i’m still on my f-ck sh-t
yeah, ya’ll b-tches delusional
i hope you take a hint and take a bullet to your funeral
my bad, i had to do it to ’em, f-ck is going on?
i feel like the best, like, oh my motherf-cking god

[interlude:]
b-tch, i’m cooking no breaking bad
i just finished recording my verse and i think i’m losing my voice
eh, that might be a good sign though
but uh, anyway, yeah (uh, sh-t, ugh, ugh)
[verse 2:]
who the f-ck? (who the f-ck, who the f-ck are you)
pull up on ’em, what it do?
no ludicrous, b-tch, move
p-ssy, i’m cooking, no breaking bad
your b-tch wanted me to go break her back
spend a rack then i make that sh-t back (i’m gonna freestyle the rest)
you’re just mad that you don’t do this like me, yeah
pull up on that p-ssy boy and tell him “come fight me,” yeah
i don’t give a sh-t if you don’t like me, yeah
yeah, i see his f-cking face, i’m gonna light him up
ion f-ck with no one but myself (sad)
so long, b-tch, i’ll see your ass in h-ll
ion f-ck with you, you f-ckers dramatic, and i’m gonna go get that sh-t tatted, yeah
the last thing i’ll do is listen to you fat, f-ckin’ fa—ts (yeah)

- hxrrxrbxy

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