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letra de murder games - lp rambo

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[hook]
who gone get the k!ll first, who gone lose the wheel first
i’m head over heels for a k!ll my bro still worse
this might be my last day, gotta eat my meal first
(man you still f-cked up bout wave?) n-gga f-ck you mean that sh-t still hurt
and i’m still laid down with that pretty girl that i found
n-gga don’t get laid down in a gun fight cuz i’m down
i’m wilding she wilding we childish
her sh-t ain’t got no mileage
glock loaded club crowded
[verse one]
glock loaded club crowded
room smoking it’s clouded
n-ggas keep tryna shake up they ain’t gang gang can’t allow it
i said i must go i look back she start pouting
she just want get her sh-t knocked up like ronda rousey
if we cross paths don’t you think twice better finish me
p-ssy boy wanna hit at me, and thе law still tryna sentence mе
anybody can get at me got a 100 shots you gone feel that beat
got a 100 opps who gone feel that heat, all they ass tried bl!ck at me
if you with us then we play murder games
catch your ass in traffic you in that murder lane
buss head buss brains i don’t give a f-ck mane
let me tell them one thing i’m dying shooting on gang
stupid b-tch you got that luck aim, with me ain’t no such thing

[hook]
who gone get the k!ll first, who gone lose the wheel first
i’m head over heels for a k!ll my bro still worse
this might be my last day, gotta eat my meal first
(man you still f-cked up bout wave?) n-gga f-ck you mean that sh-t still hurt
and i’m still laid down with that pretty girl that i found
n-gga don’t get laid down in a gun fight cuz i’m down
i’m wilding she wilding we childish
her sh-t ain’t got no mileage
glock loaded club crowded

- lp rambo

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