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letra de fake shit - lil kee

lyrics from snippet

[intro]
what’s happenin’, chi chi?

[chorus: lil kee]
i ain’t on no fake sh-t (uh, uh)
you get shot up on yo’ face, b-tch (uh, uh)
push up on lil kee (uh, uh), lil kee gon’ get your ass from [?] (uh, uh), mmm (baow)
know we quick to take sh-t, mmm
know we quick to face sh-t
make hits, take sh-t
know we quick to bl!ck sh-t (let’s go)
i remember past the [?], we shoot up in that [?], b-tch
keep ridin’ in that hemi, i can’t [?] dugg get to [?] out yo’ feelings
can put up for my mama, think i got me a milli’

[verse 1: lil kee]
i’m talkin’ every single dollar i can take off my children
get the f-ck out yo’ feelings
prolly say that i’m trippin’ (ah)
i do a lotta drugs, but i don’t really be sicker (ah)
ain’t four pockets full, but my pockets a lil’ different (a lil’ different)
if i gave you all my heart, could you dawg me, n-gga?
‘fore i go out likе [?] got my hand on the trigger (my hand on my guap)
if i put evеrything, could you see the bigger picture?
and i don’t ever [?], so show love to all my n-ggas
i do percocets and xan, ‘nother drug on my liquor (uh, uh)
if you gon’ turn (uh, uh), go back and back for every one of your digits (uh, uh)
i used to lurk for every bag (uh, uh) on every one of them missions (uh, uh)
lil’ b-tch, come get your issue (uh, uh)
[chorus: lil kee]
i ain’t on no fake sh-t (uh, uh)
you get shot up on yo’ face, b-tch (uh, uh)
push up on lil kee (uh, uh), lil kee gon’ get your ass from [?] (uh, uh), mmm (baow)
know we quick to take sh-t, mmm
know we quick to face sh-t
make hits, take sh-t
know we quick to bl!ck sh-t
i remember past the [?], we shoot up in that [?], b-tch
keep ridin’ in that hemi, i can’t [?] dugg get to [?] out yo’ feelings
can put up for my mama, think i got me a milli’

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
goin’ back and forth ’bout mine, try to show how i’m different
caught me slippin’ back on cali’ [?] again (uh, uh)
now what she say? prolly say she wanna f-ck the lil baby
that’s when that quarter million ‘cat, i get on all of my n-ggas
why the f-ck he touchin’ n-ggas? just a quarter of my n-gga
now we don’t fall for no b-tches
i know that trap, boy, a sound, though, hmm
she keep on cs like she quando, ooh
[?] on the news
b-tch, i’m thug, go get in [?]
five-fity when i vroom, g-wagen
i like [?] no fake b-tch, hatin’ b-tch, know we quick to rape sh-t
bae, who with you [?] know where the xanny
[chorus: lil kee]
i ain’t on no fake sh-t (uh, uh)
you get shot up on yo’ face, b-tch (uh, uh)
push up on lil kee (uh, uh), lil kee gon’ get your ass from [?] (uh, uh), mmm
know we quick to take sh-t, mmm
know we quick to face sh-t (let’s go)
make hits, take sh-t
know we quick to bl!ck sh-t
i remember past the [?], we shoot up in that [?], b-tch
keep ridin’ in that hemi, i can’t [?] dugg get to [?] out yo’ feelings
can put up for my mama, think i got me a milli’

[outro: lil kee]
think i got it all
think i got everything
[?] gang
spin the block like a hurricane
uh, uh, uh, uh, take sh-t
uh, uh, uh, uh, i was doin’ main hit
uh, uh, uh, uh, boy, you know i rape sh-t
what’s up on that stupid n-gga? yeah, that’s my [?]

- lil kee

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