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letra de who do you think that you're fuckin wit - mr. knightowl

[knightowl (talkin)]
hey what’s up you f-ckin b-tch
now look at your sorry punk -ss
[car screechin off]
i’d like to dedicate this song
to all them punk mothaf-ckas
that be talking sh-t
even though they know
they ain’t bout a god d-mn thing
f-ck you and f-ck all those that surround you
you weak -ss little b-tch
and to all those mothaf-ckas that don’t like
what i speak, choke on a fat -ss d-ck
and to those that wanna step to my boy chris gunn
watch that -ss mothaf-cka

[knightowl]
fool think about who you f-ck wit
you can’t step to me
and get away with that bull mothaf-cka
knightowl be the one to put a gat inside your mouth
i’ll smoke that -ss then head south
it’s that criminal bringin all those putos drama
b-tch made n-ggas get broke like a ramma
i’ma put em in the house of pain
without a brain it got blown out
now it’s mothaf-ckin lights out
so anybody that’ll try to disrespect me
best believe ain’t n0body bad enough to thee
not so nice, given a f-ck about life
roll that -ss like some dice
you must pay the price
n0body’s able to bust things the way that i do
i got this for you and you’re mothaf-ckin crew
a chrome f-ckin peace that’ll spit to the head
lot’s of mothaf-ckin lead, leavin all putos dead

[chorus: chris gunn]
who do you think
that you’re f-ckin wit
i’ll put a bullet inside your dome
who do you think
that you’re f-ckin wit
i’ll never let you make it home

[knightowl]
second time around but you still think you’re tough
you tried to call a bluff and to that you got snuffed
life ain’t nothin but a mothaf-ckin dream
come try and battle, go ahead bring on the whole team
i’m the man that’ll fight him, i out right em
puttin my sh-t down for the mothaf-ckin brown
puttin slugs in all you sons of b-tches
punks like you get dropped off wearing stiches
i don’t f-ck around, never play, never will
my intentions, you know be to k!ll
anybody that’ll wanna come try
this mothaf-ckin lokness
eyeb-lls up on the scope and i’m focused
i never lost a battle and behind my own shadow
i’m fatal like a mothaf-ckin rattle
i stick and move to those that’ll test
i bust them 38 slugs in your chest

[chorus]

[knightowl]
poppa don’t take no mess so call me daddy
i’ll sn-tch a mothaf-cka right out his caddy
then put a bullet in his dome
that sh-t be on, don’t mad dog or look at me wrong
cause i’ma put that -ss inside a freezer
direct to the morgue you’ll be stiff as a board
so when i see that -ss up close
you best run little b-tch, i knows you’s a snitch
you wanted to battle
but you become the f-ckin victim
and not a d-mn thing changed as i ripped him
in two, what the f-ck you gonna do about
when the gun’s on my lap
and the demon’s bustin caps
run, just like that little b-tch that you be
stop tryin to be like me, i’m o.g
you’ll be unreliable, i’ll be uncontrollable
all the sh-t i say is qouteable

[chorus]
[2x]

[chorus 2: knightowl]
i don’t think you wanna f-ck around
with the mothaf-ckin knightowl
cause you might get smoked
i’ll put you in plastic inside of a casket
your mothaf-ckin face with a shotgun i blasted
[2x]

[chris gunn]
who do you think
that you’re f-ckin wit

- mr knightowl

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