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letra de killer freestyle - official bash

(verse 1 )
“aye look”
surrounded by stay downs can’t f-ck with the fakes
these n-ggas snitchin and they talk to the jakes
keep sh-t omerta dont say a word
you said you know me n-gga just watch and learn
peel that boy cap back with a black mac keep the drill in my back pack
im f-ckin up that track
gone off the fat pac
call the play im getting that sack
this sh-t just come to me like its in my veins
ain’t this sh-t crazy your b-tch scream my name
she singing my song and she know all the lyrcs for all you b-tch n-ggas think you needa hear this
the way you rappin you should go drop a song
you speakin down on me you know you dead wrong
f-ck a jay n-gga im tryna hit a bong
i got off rappin but they want me back on
quit the rappin or ill slide with a pipe
in love with guns but i still love to fight
official bash up next you know that im right
100k lil n-gga thats a sign
you think im ill the way im sick wit the rhymes
they callin my phone but i dont got the time
just focus on yours while im focused on mine
im gonna feed my hole family
f-ck the n-ggas who against me
f-ck the n-ggas who ain’t with me
my n-ggas run down wit a semi
f-ck the n-ggas tryna envy
im coolin im sippin on henny
straight to the top godda get it
how the f-ck you send shots and you missin
im pullin up if you sending disses
cause i dont got the time to diss back
you on my d-ck for making diss tracks
if you run with the sack then you get cracked
when we pull up we shoot like we ball
i used to fight in the halls
but now im f-ckin up the mall
its all back woods f-ck a raw
whipping the fast but no i ain’t furious
these b-tches think im with them they be delirious
told that b-tch better stop cause i think that she hideous
no they can’t see me just like i am mysterious
money dont grow on trees but i need paper
f-ck all these opp n-ggas
f-ck all these haters
when i pull up i serve sh-t like a cater
she think i love her but i won’t even dat her
double g on my belt and its gold on my wrist
let a n-gga try me then he finna meet the fist
left one is thunder and right one is lightning
left one gon scare you and right jaunt gon strike you
n-ggas always wan be k!lling but be scared to hold a gun
you n-ggas always come 2nd cause n-gga i stay number 1
for the rappin got a p-ssion
no rehearsal dont do acting
yeezys on my feet im blasting
n-ggas talkin but they cappin

- official bash

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