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letra de gruesum twosum - player 1 (memphis) & bloody bones

[verse 1: bl–dy bones]
k!ller thoughts of a murder, 211? no, a homicide
quick to lay you down, and blast, and be the one to die
when we shakin’ things up, b-tch, come to meet my .45 auto
seventeen shots gon’ leave yo whole f-ckin’ body hollow
point tips in the clip, so baby, nigs can’t even f-ck with me
put a slug in a cop for tryna place me in custody
same as the last, blast, ditch the mask, and i vamp the scene
as i reload my gat, i pop and hear them f-ckin’ sirens
no time to sleep, so i dip’s to the bonneville
right hand is my chrome steel, the other hand on a steerin’ wheel
scopin’ out the scene as i’m peepin’ through my rearview
dealer thoughts of a murder, who’s the next i have to do
to make my getaway and get the h-ll away?
or will i run on a bullets and get blown clean away?
doin’ ninety in the thirty miles on, flat foot better, g
clean, off the scene, pickin’ on my next robbery

[verse 2: skanless k]
i got’s my glock, and i’m headed for a [?]

[verse 3: bl–dy bones]
a holy head full and bled, and the bl–dy f-ckin’ t-shirt
send a n-gga dead to the med, and this b-tch into dirt, hurt
take a b-tch, cut to the wall, like a motherf-ckin’ poster
and k!ll him dead before he pull his gat up out his holster
a ruthless-ass hustler, straight outta the f-ckin’ m-town
and if we’re on war and you see me, b-tch, you better drawn down
’cause if i get a ho on floor with auto .44
six shots comin’ at your ass, to yo driver’s side window

- player 1 memphis bloody bones

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