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letra de die slow - killzodi

huh, okay
dark intentions behind mirrors
conflicted, i feel fear (awooo)
told my brother we gone make it far
even though you older, i’m reaching stars for you
for real, hm
we may not talk alot
i see grandma when i take shots
i get tipsy, i can’t feel
takin’ drugs to ease the pain (hey)
i lay my thoughts on music just to feel sane (hey)
i don’t feel sane (mm-mm-mm)
want a couple m’s in my bank account
black coupe, bruce wayne (bruce wayne)
you ain’t paid, you ain’t gang (you ain’t gang)
if you ain’t makin’ bread then yo ass ain’t in the game (phew)
(money over fame, money over name)
hm, i put that b-tch in celine; she just come over for s-x
my new b-tch is mean, she a fiend for the checks (awoo, graah)
i’m ’bout my green, get the bread
i’m ’bout my green, get ahead (skraah, skraah)
i keep a bl!ck for the pinch, i let the choppa sound
i put the bricks on the bricks b-tch, we pushin’ pounds (yeah)
(pushin’ pounds) on pounds
i hit this b-tch from the 6, b-tch we was round to round
let that choppa go
karma, it go round and round (round and round)
we spin the block once or twice, b-tch we goin’ round and round
(only one life better, make it count)
(real talk, no cap, no lie)
die slow, off these drugs i been dyin’ slow
but it don’t- yeah, yeah it’s just my mind
i’ve been in an out
been in that, i been on my solo/dolo, keepin’ it real
i’m a pimp, i’m a gangster, i’m a felon (yeah)
i’m a lover, i’m a sinner, i’m a winner (yeah, hey)
i’m a loser, i’ma do’s her, i’ma lose her (yeah, hey)
i might fool her (fool her)
i got bands on bands, got bands on bands
(got bands on bands, got bands on bands)
wanna f-ck, wanna ride, wanna die on ’em
choppa it go fye on ’em (pew)
f-ck the opposition we get firin’ on ’em
f-ck the cops and law, we been ridin’ with the side with me
got a dime b-tch, dime piece (yeah)
we don’t f-ck with average hoes (nah)
i don’t do no average shows (for real)
matter fact, i don’t do no shows at all because; i don’t f-ck with y’all (i don’t f-ck with y’all)
i keep a buck with y’all (keep it real)
zodi, the mastermind with the plan
you know the deal
i’m the one that fed you, why would you bite my hand?
for real, why would you bite my hand?
die slow, die slow
die slow, all you can do in this life is die slow
die slow, all you can do-
you ain’t got no choice, you ain’t got no plan, mm-mm-mm
(?)
ain’t nothin’ you can do, you should die slow
you should die

- killzodi

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