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letra de murder game - killa kai

[intro]
f-ck! yeah!
grrt, boom, you know how we f-ckin’ bleed!
(gentle beatz)
better watch your f-ckin’ mouth!

[verse]
this motherf-ckin’ new stick got a kick like a b-tch (godd-mn!)
them stupid f-ckin’ opps, they paid a heavy-ass consequence (they dead!)
still rollin’ through the block, my mind is thirsty for some sh-t (get clipped)
you wouldn’t f-ckin’ believe the foul-ass sh-t that i did (on the set)
when i motherf-ckin’ speak, you better know it’s only facts, b-tch, he screamin’ “ah” when that trigger split (p-ssy!)
real tough-talkin’ fool on the internet, now he on thе floor lookin’ like a b-tch (pathetic)
just copped two dеsigner caps, better believe we steppin’ on blood, these dumb f-cks know how we get (big stepper)
that b-st-rd ain’t get a chance to run, i bet that stupid f-ckin’ tripped (he fell)
bounced out with four loaded-ass rifles, two unlucky motherf-ckers got clipped (f-ck ’em)
lost my favorite-ass gun, man, f-ck it, pass me that illegal switch (grrt, grrt, boom)
before they were opps, they were all on my d-mn d-ck (stupid fans)
can’t mess with that motherf-cker ’cause i heard he was a snitch (rat b-st-rd!)
the heat got turned up, and these scary-ass fools turned b-tches (cowards)
his stupid friend died and i bet that f-ckin’ wish he was with him (so sad)
won’t be too motherf-ckin’ long ’til he right there beside him (soon as h-ll)
where the h-ll he think he was goin’? i was right the f-ck with him (i saw him)
can’t stop what i’m doin’, i’m a psycho-ass lunatic, go get him (madman)
the switch, it motherf-ckin’ spits and it don’t stop the h-ll (non-stop fire)
we got the drop, then we aggressively spun that d-mn block (we move)
my favorite motherf-ckin’ opps got exposed on the news spot (ha! trash)
my d-mn neck is shinin’, this expensive-ass sh-t won’t stop (ice cold)
the last motherf-ckers who played, their stupid asses got dropped (no mercy)
high-speed chase with the dumbass cops, i treat ’em like a clock (time runnin’)
we cannot fight like gentlemen, i will not motherf-ckin’ box (no hands)
i’m takin’ your stupid ass right up to the highest-ass top (the grave)
slide the d-mn door, unlock the motherf-ckin’ locks (gimme that!)
i see some poor fool, we takin’ his stupid-ass expensive watch (mine now)
super thirsty for action, i might even take his stupid socks (every d-mn thing)
pull up right beside him, shoot the motherf-ckin’ car up with the smoke (blap!)
i’ll set you up, you top-tier stupid opp, you are a joke (the main target)
done got known for puttin’ some tragic-ass sh-t on the d-mn fox (infamous)
i’m everything those jealous fools talk about (legend)
a grimy motherf-cker, i’ll walk your stupid ass down (every day, these f-cks wanna be me)
with my shooter, ty, that’s my vicious-ass round (we bleed)
fifty explosive-ass shots’ll clear the whole d-mn crowd (disperse)
i’ll take you the h-ll down or chalk your stupid ass out (brrt, brrt, brrt, gone)
b-tch, you better watch your foul-ass mouth (shut up!)
[outro]
b-tch, you better motherf-ckin’ watch your mouth (i mean it!)
i’ll take your stupid ass down or chalk your ass the h-ll out (dead)
go, brrt (f-ck!)

- killa kai

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