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letra de no signal - kxst

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[intro: ? & lil’ klik]
the unfortunate person who gets started in this
finds themselves [?] in a forever increasing abyss
well, he starts out with the idea of having [?]
and that will do something to them
loced out, ridin’ steamer with the m-a-s-k on my face
tonight’s a stick up takin’ place, for cheese, i won’t hesitate
to go on another robbin’ spree with the ak on my d-mn side
come and take a ride with the k!llers from the southside

[verse 1: lil’ klik & 2 low key]
punk b-tch, don’t say a word, my mossberg gon’ put your ass to rest
no bulletproof vest, six slugs to the chest
b-tch, will you walk from that?
i’m tirеd of bein’ broke, trick, you know your life don’t mеan sh-t
gimme money, now kickin’ in yo’ door, lettin’ all these slugs rip
journey with lil’ klik inside my mind, nothin’ but demons dwell
a plan to rule the world, don’t give a f-ck, witness this bl–dy h-ll
i come from willett, b-tch, don’t talk no sh-t, we droppin’ bombs
no fear is in my heart, i k!ll you b-tches, gimme some
every day i’m constantly-

[verse 2: 2 low key]
every day i’m constantly hearin’ about them wannabe n-ggas
yo, they say they clockin’ green
yo, i’m on the scene, and watch them buster dream, robbery
that’s how i come when i think a sucker got the game f-cked up
i’m just a hustler, a gangster
but i be thinkin’ if it’s on, just feel my mega blast
i got some id for your ass when i slip on that mask
i want your jewelry, car keys in your pocket, like all money come in sizes
i ain’t broke, low key don’t tell no lies
[instrumental break]

[verse 3: 2 low key]
cl!ck, the money’s what i need, you better give it up
i had it up the here, thinkin’ evil sh-t to f-ck you up
chill out, creep out, so welcome to the danger zone
robbin’ is my job, you and you, better gimme some
but i be thinkin’ if it’s on, just feel my mega blast
i got some id for your ass when i slip on that mask
i want your jewelry, car keys in your pocket, like all money come in sizes
i ain’t broke, low key don’t tell no lies

[outro: 2 low key]
every day i’m constantly hearin’ about them wannabe n-ggas
yo, they say they clockin’ green
yo, i’m on the scene, and watch them buster dream, robbery
that’s how i come when i think a sucker got the game f-cked up
i’m just a hustler, a gangster

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