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letra de moscow - madsaint

moscow lyrics
[verse: madsaint]
ice-cold k!lla i’m livin’ in moscow
and an artist, b-tches callin’ me piccaso
and a gunner, homies callin’ me rambo
let’s do a gunfight, b-tch i am rango
got your b-tch sucking, all she does is practice
she got dreams, i’m just leading her to success
you be hatin’ us for no reason, i guess
a reason, me and tony on your b-tch in tabriz
make the world a better place, i’ll put a bullet in my head
but before i go i gotta know my enemies are dead
already told ya i have a long way ahead
but for now i don’t give a d-mn, let’s f-ck on your bed
you can’t beat me, you can’t catch me homie you can’t
ain’t a terrorist, but i live in iran
was joking about your b-tch, i never f-ck with fans
but then again you can’t beat me, it’s immortal men
if you see me in the street call the cops for your own safety, i’m a bit crazy, i think your blood’s tasty, why you wanna date me? i’m not slim shady-
a rapper maybe, but f-ck eminem lady
too much drama lately, i feel like that i’m eighty, ask your girl to rate me, it a 10 or she afraid me, i prolly k!ll you baby-
nah i’m doin’ too much, i’m doing too much, call ay

[verse: ayk]
k, f-ck a couple bottles up at the pub, dawg
this the sh-t i dont wanna tell my son dawg
cruisin in the f-ckin town the sun up
knew your ass couldn’t get our pics cropped up
shes a keeper, im a goner, do the math son
guess these motherf-ckers love to get cr-pped on
there won’t be none, if these f-ckers start none
i swear to god these p-ssies rappin with their cap on
[outro]
mortal men, b-tch
don’t start with me
don’t start bruh, hahahaha

- madsaint

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