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letra de beware - jixso skitzo

big ass stick like it came from the woods
b-tch, i’m a stoner, i’m smoking some woods
stop b-tching and do as you should
stop acting tough, you is not from the hood
if you wilding out, we gon’ get you booked
he not a vet, he more like a rook
taser on me, i got dumb c–ckas shook
beat up your gang, you is not one of us
spiked boots when i’m stepping on sh-t
fat ass c–ckas stay on my d-ck
look at the watch, c–cka, look at the fl!ck
i’m dressed in designer, you crackers rock zip
big black truck, got chops in whip
big ass pants got chop on my hip
one shot shooting, you already dead
50 cent, that c–cka got lisp
i’m in that coupe, turn him to soup (woah, woah, woah)
got lean, grape juice
calling jeweler, need big fruits
c–cka a brokie, he keep asking for some rеnt
trip that fat ass c–cka till he won’t get back up again
i just need some cokе, hoe just need some blow
i stay in the streets, c–cka, i’m never at home
boy, you is not no dog, he got shot up with this bone
i’m not gay but this choppa is, so he blow
there is never a time where i can lose it
i had to shut my mouth and stick to this music sh-t
there is never a time where i can lose it
i had to shut my mouth and stick to this music sh-t
big ass stick like it came from the woods
b-tch, i’m a stoner, i’m smoking some woods
stop b-tching and do as you should
stop acting tough, you is not from the hood
if you wilding out, we gon’ get you booked
he not a vet, he more like a rook
taser on me, i got dumb c–ckas shook
beat up your gang, you is not one of us
spiked boots when im stepping on sh-t
fat ass c–ckas stay on my d-ck
look at the watch, c–cka, look at the fl!ck
i’m dressed in designer, you crackers rock zip
big black truck, got chops in whip
big ass pants got chop on my hip
one shot shooting, you already dead
50 cent, that c–cka got lisp
im in that coupe, turn him to soup (turn him to soup, turn him to soup)
got lean, grape juice
calling jeweler, need big fruits
c–cka a brokie, he keep asking for some rent
trip that fat ass c–cka till he won’t get back up again
i just need some coke, hoe just need some blow
i stay in the streets, c–cka, i’m never at home
boy, you is not no dog, he got shot up with this bone
i’m not gay but this choppa is, so he blow
there is never a time where i can lose it
i had to shut my mouth and stick to this music sh-t
there is never a time where i can lose it
i had to shut my mouth and stick to this music sh-t
now, i need c–ckas dead

- jixso skitzo

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