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letra de ​mess - ​​​​kuriosity

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[verse 1: kuriosity]
think he tough, got a beam on his chest
i’ma aim for the top, n-gga, f-ck a vest
n-gga testin’ his luck, quickest way to death
n-ggas got me mad, n-ggas got me fessed
beat him out his socks, put dat boy to rest
kuri’ finna throw n-ggas, know the rest
kuri’ leave ’em gone, kuri leave a mess
see my n-gga throw five, i’ma throw ten, i’m in public, n-gga, what it do?
heard he chillin’ with n-ggas that’s dissin’ my n-ggas, i’m uppin’ on that n-gga too
n-ggas on that fake sh-t, on that snake sh-t, they be suckin’ p-n-s for some views
never show my face sh-t, i’ma spray sh-t, tryna put a n-gga on the news
pull up with a black fit, with a black whip, that’s a opp thot, that’s a black b-tch
on my tac sh-t, never lackin’, in the fiеldm throwin’ like it’s madden
n-gga been shot in the past tеnse, we gon’ pull up, p-ssin’ on his casket
told my n-gga get low, cause i’m finna make this n-gga dance, do a michael jackson
i’m shootin’ from deep like i play for the nets
new opp dead, heard he tried his best
n-ggas throwin’ like klay, aimin’ for the neck
n-gga rap like a p-ssy say it wit ya chest
he was f-ckin with kuri’, now that n-gga dead
he was f-ckin with kuri’, now that n-gga gone
put him in a verse, put him in a song
roll ’em like a spliff, smoke ’em like a bong

[verse 2: kuriosity]
ya, oh yea, gotta walk with that stick, oh, yeah
he got hit with his b-tch oh yea, bullets flippin’ that whip, oh, yeah
he got hit with his kid, oh, d-mn, i don’t want you, b-tch, i am not yo man
i got sticks like i play in a band, tryna catch a lil’ b-tch and his friend
gotta cop me a eight when i land, weep a knock and it stay in my pants
i’m so up, i can f-ck on a fan, with that b-tch, then i f-ck on her friend
all my diamonds glisten, watch ’em dance, lil’ b-tch, i got shooters all the way in france
say bye to yo’ ‘ooter, k!llin’ ’em again
i told you that b-tch ain’t a shooter, need to get a man
[bridge: yves]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, you mad as sh-t, i know you mad as sh-t

[verse 3: yves]
p-ssy, you mad as sh-t, why this kid lagging? bro, pass the spliff, like, d-mn
he mad that i’m passing him, i just cracked a zip and i’m gassed of it, like, d-mn
he fumbled that bag and sh-t, i ain’t gon’ f-ck up and lag on a b-tch, god d-mn
he act like a m-s-ch-st, i rolled him up and i’m ashing him, god d-mn
f-cked up i’m bashin’ him, god d-mn, new check, i’m cashin’ it, god d-mn
dead blunt, i’m ashin’ it, god d-mn, she f-cked up i’ll pass the b-tch, god d-mn
why this kid lackin’ me? god d-mn, said he wan’ fight, but he don’t got hands
he finna die when he meet my mans, he knew he died when he p-ssed his pants

[verse 4: kuriosity]
n-gga broke, told ’em, “show me a band”
no, you are not better than kuri’, do you understand?
n-gga runnin’ and duckin’ in public, but heard he was talkin on twitter, n-gga, u a fan
got a beam on that b-tch, when i up it, i get me a bucket like curry, shoot with double hands
she thought she was special, i told her to suck it, like, no, we not f-ckin, lil’ shawty, you is not a ten

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