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letra de fishsticks - nmozzie

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[intro: guap sensei]
huh, hehe, ha
heh, heh
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: guap sensei]
get big back, i might push yo’ sh-t back
i think that’s your shawty [?] neck ’cause all i see is red
i [?] put it all
i just push your body up a hall
you cannot step to me, you [?]
hit that boy with blood slappers
door to door, like gun back first
and you’ll give me what you owe me
yeah [?]
you ain’t gettin’ more efficient
[?] the doggies, they act like i’m vicious
that’s like you ain’t lurkin’, you fishin’
don’t you ever gеt like this is

[verse 2: nmozzie]
i’ma chop him up like some fish sticks
paint thе town red
k!ll him, he’s just dead
f-ck that n-gga, f-ck his mom
he’s just dead
f-ck that n-gga, he is dead
f-ck him, runnin’, runnin’, runnin’
get out, runnin’, runnin’, runnin’
fist f-ck a n-gga ’til he’s f-ckin’ dead, okay
i just put a bullet in his f-ckin’ head, okay
i don’t give a f-ck what you n-ggas really think, i fist fight him
keep a blade on me, i just slice him
i don’t give a f-ck what the n-gga really think, it’s on sight
and then we see him, i’ma fight him, uh
k!ll the n-gga now
k!ll the n-gga now
poppin’ all these pills ’cause i wanna f-ckin’ die, okay
i don’t give a f-ck what you n-ggas really think, okay
[bridge: $avage20k]
yeah, f-ck
alright, sh-t
i’m out, f-ck
yuh, what?
what? yeah, what?
yeah, yeah, what?
ayy, what? (hey)
what? (ayy) what? (ayy) what? (ayy)
what? what? what? ayy

[verse 3: $avage20k]
ayy, i’m a f-ckin’ venom spitter, master split
i make you cough up blood, i hit ya
f-ck it, i’ma l!ck here, you gon’ need a baby sitter
f-ck it, i’m a f-ckin’ sinner
i’ma f-ck the baby sitter
b-tch, i’m in the f-ckin’ sitter
i’ma f-ck around and hit ya
p-ssy think he sh-t, he ain’t really f-ckin’ on it
guess i think i’m better, if i’m bein’ f-ckin’ honest
and yes, i think i’m really bein’ motherf-ckin’ modest
and i ain’t yo’ f-ckin’ savage, i’ma have to head out, peace

[verse 4: death.wav]
i think, think that’s very unholy
y’all n-ggas do not know me
i don’t mind that you n-ggas below me
you n-ggas all just phony
[?]
i got a d-ck
and i’m not talkin’ about [?]
[?]
[outro: death.wav]
yeah, f-ck
fall, fall, fall, fish
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck

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