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letra de haha!!! - m.i.k.3

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[verse 1: m.i.k.3]
po-po-pop a molly
got a shotty
actin naughty
my d-ck goes kamikaze
b-tches lookin like a couple n-z-‘s
these bones shatter [?] brainless as a f-ckin zombie
imma flip her like an oli
why these b-tches so gnarly
ok i’m runnin off the propane
ok i’m runnin out of cocaine
ok i’m deadly as a hurricane
ok i’m flyin out to ukraine
i pop off like a mad man
wtith a laser call me [?]
i shoot the k!ller like afghan
with an [?] is batman
i light a match in the gas can
i’m scarface till my last stand
i see your music in the trash can
you haters make my [?]

[verse 2: xatashi]
f-ck that sh-t put a bullet in yo f-ckin head
suck my d-ck stupid b-tch just give me f-ckin head
[?]
[?] i don’t care about your friend
i don’t care about your friend [?]
if he want the smoke [?]
i really don’t care [?] top sh-t
[verse 3: rare akira]
f-ck a goth b-tch with a big d-ck
like n-gga talkin big sh-t
i hit him with a long clip
[?] d-ck
[?] blade hit
while a lil b-tch she face it
she shakin
can’t take it
she hop to taste it
i come for the money
i aim for his body
i run up on you
and i look for the money
[?]
she bounce like a bunny
d-ck in her p-ssy she can feel it in her tummy
i pop a perc [?] stomach
i smoke the gas and i’m feelin so lovely
[?]
p-ssy ass n-gga pull up and they duckin
pull up with daggers and they what that she be suckin
p-ssy ass n-gga pull up and they runnin
i got an ar [?] i’m huntin
you got a n-gga [?]
[?]
you got a clip boy i got a dozen
n-gga keep talkin my n-ggas start bussin
[?] these n-ggas still buggin
tired of n-gga [?] do somethin
they wanna play with my n-gga keep [?]
[?]
[verse 4: wrxth]
any n-gga claimin he on it
catch a f-ckin bullets
i be in the back and it’s on me
imma f-ckin bullet
ay boy get yo sh-t stomped
imma f-ckin cat
[?]
if you f-ckin dare
i don’t feel like screamin
up the police screamin
ak make him bleed [?]
now he fiendin for his life
keep the strap [?]
f-ck it i pull up with blood on the knife
he can [?] like a dike
k!ll him broad they on sight
that lil boy get stepped on
he bleedin now he look like a tampon
i’m f-ckin lil b-tch she a redbone
ay don’t talk down b-tch this clip long
demons in my spot
[?] bout to f-ckin shoot
ay we hoppin out
hollows bout to go through you

- m i k 3

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