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letra de thoughts - quezdadon

[verse: pistol touch his mouth i bet that he shutup f-ck far range wanna see em die get a close up she give me the mouth don’t look down keep your head up no police ass sh-t but im really getting fed up n-ggas go live just to yell in the phone steve austin n-gga i’m hard ass a stone when you talk to me better use a low tone cause i’m quick to sock a n-gga in his sh-t give em suicidal thoughts now he wanna slit demonic lil n-gga i’ll stand on your grave and spit might do a homicide but unlike you n-ggas you know i’ll never admit call me vin i stay with thе gas and no it’s diesel put it inside hеr she think it’s a needle got big ass weapons so sh-t get lethal get rocky with this sh-t and k!ll 4 like the beatles

[hook: deep in this sh-t so it ain’t no way out come to my street b-tch that ain’t no good route future with this sh-t blood dripping like good drought leave your ass stanky like i made some chitlins don’t come to the city cause you know we do the k!lling dark ass thoughts its a psycho ass feeling drag his body cross the dining room and kitchen k!ll the lil bro and all of the siblings x2

[verse: in all of the lies so they ain’t gon like me his sh-t was custom cause blood on the white ima make this sh-t a movie no spike lee no 1017 but b-tch i stay icy you either with me or you against me even if you is b-tch yeen gon beat me call up his crew they gotta come see k!ll the grandma tell the family come meet me have your mama crying cause she don’t recognize you wearing a fake vest so don’t say you bulletproof put two rats together just know that the telling too don’t sl!ck posts just @me like it was yahoo throw em under the bus he went out the worst way pull up to the crib it’s time for the d-day collected the bounty it’s time for the payday…give me my money lil b-tch ass n-gga

hook: deep in this sh-t so it ain’t no way out come to my street b-tch that ain’t no good route future with this sh-t blood dripping like good drought leave your ass stanky like i made some chitlins don’t come to the city cause you know we do the k!lling dark ass thoughts its a psycho ass feeling drag his body cross the dining room and kitchen k!ll the lil bro and all of the siblings x2

- quezdadon

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