a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de murder land! - louizz

[intro: xan]
ayeee, yuuuh
xan (for real!)
louizz (for real!)
suicideblunts (ayee!)

[verse: xan]
it’s always xan this and xan that
n-ggas on my d-ck and on my back
these n-ggas lookin’ for me, yeah you could hit my jack
i done dropped my address, y’all know where xan is at
i don’t flock, yeah, knife to his back like he’s dom yeah
i’m back yeah, not nice, i’ll f-ckin’ chop ya, (oooh)
dropped ’em, stabbed the n-gga, who got ya?
i stopped him, somebody call a f-ckin’ doctor! (aye)
d-ck up in the p-ssy, bet that sh-t get gushy, gushy (ew)
she want the whole squad bussin’ all in her p-ssy, (nasty)
i want the drip, drip while i get my d-ck l!cked, (aye)
lil rixx a b-tch, his hoe l!ckin’ on my d-ck tip, (yuh)
she a freak ho, f-ck her, she on beast mode, (nasty)
arch your back, put your hands on your knees, ho (yur)
i’m on beast mode, shoot you in your back bro, (ugh)
said he want smoke, i don’t really see it though, (no)
said i dropped my address yeah, (i did)
said i’m the f-ckin best, yeah, uh,(did i? yuh)
let the sh-t roll, uh, (yur)
like the blunt dom in
let the chourus go brazy (brazy)

[chorus: xan]
don’t hold back, let it out
dom got put in a spliff
that n-gga is dead
it’s been xan, aye! (my turn n-gga)

[verse: louizz]
your mama in my cama
y’all n-ggas escaped to panama
p-ssy don’t like me, run up
y’all p-ssies , need some backup
b-tches came with the nerf
n-gga i came with the glock
thots been sucking my c-ck
n-ggas been shot at the block
f-ck you wanna-be n-ggas
my homies been getting ass
they been offering me some crack and some weed but ain’t gon pass
b-tches, this is murder land
we shootin’ at the battleground
i don’t know if i lost my mind but
my bullets faster than the wind
this masacre hasn’t got an end
b-tches, this is murder land
don’t think this is wonderland
n-ggas, we are k!lling sh-t
when we k!ll you, n-gga, it’s nonprofit
this song is so f-cking explicit
my bro xan’s a f-cking bandit
my n-gga s.b is so f-cking lit
we are legit n-ggas, don’t think we are fake
i’m gon’ stab you then escape on a bike
when we shoot you, we silent as a snake
1, 2, 3, 4 shots and we f-cking didn’t miss one
b-tch, i said
b-tches, this is murder land
we shootin’ at the battleground
i don’t know if i lost my mind but
my bullets faster than the wind
this masacre hasn’t got an end
b-tches, this is murder land
don’t think this is wonderland
n-ggas, we are k!lling sh-t
when we k!ll you, n-gga, it’s nonprofit
this song is so f-cking explicit
my bros are so f-cking lit (aye, aye, yuh, b-tch)
suicideblunts, it’s your turn (good luck)

[interlude: suicideblunts]
b-tch, it’s murder land b-tch, it’s murder land, super sayian, b-tch it’s murder land b-tch, it’s murder land f-ck you saying
.gniyas uoy kcuf par redrum s’ti ,hctib par redrum s’ti hctib ,naiyas repus ,dnal redrum s’ti ,hctib dnal redrum s’ti ,hctib
.gniyas uoy kcuf par redrum s’ti ,hctib par redrum s’ti hctib ,naiyas repus ,dnal redrum s’ti ,hctib dnal redrum s’ti ,hctib
b-tch, it’s murder land b-tch, it’s murder land, super sayian, b-tch it’s murder land b-tch, it’s murder land f-ck you saying

[verse: suicideblunts]
i can’t with these thoughts and voices inside of my head
with this pain inside of my chest i guess i’ll fill it with lead
slits on my wrists all you can f-cking see is red
wish these demons can leave and lay me down to rest with this pain inside of my chest
godamm it, i’ll say it again
lay me down to rest
i’m very wicked, sick and twisted, so s-d-stic and f-cking wicked inside of my head
different souls going down the same hole
different verses all trash but no curses, no remorse nor retaliation, always hating, self blaming, concentrated nothing but focused no emotion preaching about the bible suicidal, down to earth, the world is cursed
don’t make me say it again, the world is cursed! (yuh!)
b-tch, it’s murder land b-tch, it’s murder land, super sayian, b-tch it’s murder land, b-tch, it’s murder land, f-ck you saying

- louizz

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS