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letra de headstone - majinblxxdy

[intro]
all i see is-all i see is-all i see is murder, you catch me yelling out, “red rum”
i count up by the loaf, these bum n-ggas, they get the bread crumbs
you n-ggas ain’t seen blood ’til you in the field and you shed some
you can’t get recruited, you p-ssy plus you a random
n-ggas-n-ggas ain’t seen blood ’til you in the field and you shed some
all i-all i see is murder, you catch me yelling out, “red rum”
i count up by the loaf, these bum n-ggas, they get the bread—
n-ggas-n-ggas ain’t seen blood ’til you in the field and you shed some
n-ggas-n-ggas ain’t seen blood ’til you in the field and you shed some
(yo, majin, you k!lled this sh-t, n-gga)
(comе out, come out, wherevеr you are)
[verse]
that b-tch keep on eyeing me, these f-ck n-ggas trying me
that b-tch-that b-tch keep on eyeing me, these f-ck n-ggas-f-ck n-ggas-f-ck n-gga—
that b-tch keep on eyeing me, these f-ck n-ggas trying me
you can tell me anything you think, baby, don’t lie to me
everywhere i go, you know i keep that f-ckin’ fire with-fire with me
said he outside but his block lookin’ real dry to-dry to me
f-ck is these n-ggas on? these f-ck n-ggas be some clones
don’t let me catch you lackin’, if i do, you get a headstone
all i see is-all i see is-all i see is murder, you catch me yelling out, “red rum”
i count up by the loaf, these bum n-ggas, they get the bread crumbs
you n-ggas ain’t seen blood ’til you in the field and you shed some
you can’t get recruited, you p-ssy plus you a random
poppin’ perc’s, it turn my savage up
my new b-tch, she bad as f-ck-as f-ck
poppin’ perc’s, it turn my savage up
my new b-tch, she bad as f-ck-as f-ck
poppin’ perc’s, it turn my savage up
my new b-tch, she bad as f-ck
these n-ggas keep on talking crazy, i swear i done had enough
run a n-gga out the city, pull up to his crib, make him pack it up
this lil’ b-tch, she so d-mn pretty, told her put it on me and back it up
in the ville posted with k!llers, dealers, and some d-mn loose screws
you can’t adapt to this lifestyle, this ain’t what you used to
remember back when i was young, i used to tote the d-mn deuce deuce
n-gga do not p-ss me off, might f-ck around and just shoot you
[outro]
what? yeah
what? what? yeah
blxxdy n-gga, i’m talking my sh-t, as always, you feel me, yeah
f-ck wrong with these n-ggas man, i’ll really beat the f-ck out one of you n-ggas
n-ggas not tough, n-ggas ain’t never been in street, never did sh-t, never sold no gram or nothing

- majinblxxdy

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