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letra de 808 - k5an

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[verse 1]
he was running his mouth
i pop him like a perc
you run up on me
you expecting the worst
chopper go make him dance
now he hitting the jerk
you pull up to a benz
i pull up in a he-rs-
got that bass on my feet
yeah that’s what i deserve
in that vintage 97 matching my shirt
i got the shooter and got percs
you want smoke then match on that sh-t
on you nerds, b-tch
back off
i got the tom
make them blast off
he gonna die so i’m taking the mask off
and that chain he got on getting sn-tched off
talking crazy then you get snuffed quick
no, you p-ssy boys not with the tough sh-t
got a german 26 that’s about 6
on my shinigang sh-t, you can suck b-tch

{verse 2}
you made a mistake
got no one to blame
i’ll deal with it all
feel nothing but pain
i hope that he dies
got nothing to hate
will it go away
your love never stayed
never really wanna go back
you’re a sh-ll of yourself and that’s a fact
i’m medicated
overrated
so deflated
oldest trick
f-ck your thoughts
in the mind
switching men like you a b-tch
{verse 3}
got bands to blow
yeah f-ck these hoes
never really wanna be inside no more
of my mind no more
sh-ts bout to blow
bullet to the brain
it will never be the same
p-ssy boys always acting like a f-cking pr-ck
shawty drew a line i can feel that blood drip
switching through my mind i can feel that sh-t split
b-tch you a lame
yeah f-ck all of it

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