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letra de you ain't know - ramirez

[verse]
shoot that p-ssy with that uzi clip, straight from the hip
flipped this whole sh-t over
take his f-cking life into the crib
it’s a mossberg pump, send his sweet soul
knocking down yo’ f-cking block like i was king kong
devil in me got an easy job, to k!ll and rob
got some manner on my chest, so it’s time i mob
b-tch, i’m cut-throat, you can tell i got no soul
steppin’ up out about the f-cking gates of h-ll and leave them body froze
2-11, 1-8-7, k!lling angels up in heaven
bringing that blood straight to the reverend
burning church upon the beverage
creepy-creepy, slow on my tippy-toes
freaky-freaky hoes want it in they bootyhole
demons stalking on your squad
where is your glock? b-tch, you’s a fraud
i know you saw, tighten up before my pistol c-ck
sauce, you got no sauce
you talkin’ sh-t but i can promise you that you can’t f-ck with the f-ckin’ boss

[chorus]
you ain’t know that i’m a hitter in the bush
you ain’t know that i’m a k!ller and a crook
you ain’t know i got your name inside my book
you ain’t know i leave your p-ssy -ss shook
you ain’t know that i’m a hitter in the bush
you ain’t know that i’m a k!ller and a crook
you ain’t know i got your name inside my book
you ain’t know i leave your p-ssy -ss shook

- ramirez

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