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letra de donotcomenearme - seï k (7777)

[intro : seï] : (woah, aye, aye, yuh) i nutted in this b-tch ear and she couldn’t hear sh-t for 9 months, haha, bigstankdaddy777, you know what the f-ck goin on (aye, aye, aye)

[verse 1 : seï]
you know a n-gga always gotta keep it 100
you know a n-gga always gotta get to the summit
f-ck out the way, cuz i’m making my wave and you n-ggas just hate while i’m makin that pa-per, fix ya face, fore a n-gga really bout to put you in yo place, beat a n-gga up and then i’m bohta to do the race, b-tch n-ggas know that i’m beating the case. try me again and i’ll fold you n-gga, pop another clip and i’m reloaded n-gga, all my n-ggas wolves, we dont play my n-gga. i dont really hang with fakes uh, i dont reallt hang with lames uh. everytime i hear your namе uh, a n-gga wanna make u feel pain uh. feel my fists on your face uh

[verse 2 : caprice the new youngin]
diamonds, my fist, i was born right to [?]
i don’t hang with the [?], n-gga f-ck around my [?]
i see [?]
i’m the youngеst since birth [?]
[?], hit the dash, then i gotta get
that’s the n-gga man who [?] caprice, yea we gotta dip
no slit, no wrists, my emo b-tch got custom chains
all around her wrists
oh, go ahead with your mistress, i took her b-tch
and i’m [?]
[?]
got the gas in my mouth, it hit loud like a fart (cut the beat, cut the beat)
(mike ike : jesus christ bro)
(like say whassup hm, i just gotta say like what is up? hm)

[verse 3 : mike ike]
f-cking with my gang, go on k!lling spree, n-gga
i don’t think these motherf-ckers feeling me, n-gga
boof got me higher than how the ceiling be, n-gga
i don’t spit no bars only soliloquies, n-gga
b-tch, i am not fake, i am a billie jean, n-gga
getting on my patience, i get really mean, n-gga
f-cked up!
b-tch go and take a step sideways, yuh
tough luck!
i’ll come and make ya head vibrate, yuh
what does
that mean? i’ll rage up them migraines, yuh
lungs bust!
when i scream, hate ma left eye pains, yuh

make a f-ck n-gga throw a fit
when i pull up to the school i show a kid, mmm
how my d-ck went and broke her wrist
straight fire but i still got colder sh-t, uhhhh
pop out, talk loud, how you gonna walk out?
if i really pull up with the chop now?
drop down, long route, b-tch i’m with the compound
if a p-ssy wanna come get called out
b-tch

- sei k 7777

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