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letra de g.o.m.d - sha ek

g.o.m.d lyrics
[intro: sha ek]
ogz, the f-ck up
yozora
these n-ggas be p-ssy
don’t run
boom, boom, boom, boom (uh-huh)
suck my d-ck

[chorus: sha ek]
b lovee, why this opp n-gga on my d-ck?
f-ck this rappin’, put him in a spliff
he like 40, still don’t got a hit (suck my d-ck)
why the f-ck that n-gga wanna diss? (boom, boom, boom)
if i see his bm, i’ma feed her d-ck (i’ma feed her d-ck)
make him feel his pain (gang), gotta do it for the gang (brrt)
we gon’ k!ll him, then we take his chain (uh-huh)
b lovee, why this opp n-gga on my d-ck?
f-ck this rappin’, put him in a spliff
he like 40, still don’t got a hit
why the f-ck that n-gga wanna diss?
if i see his bm, i’ma feed her d-ck
make him feel his pain, gotta do it for the gang
we gon’ k!ll him, then we take his chain

[verse 1: b lovee]
n-gga, i’m a gangster, i can’t be a son (like, what?)
when i up this pistol, you gon’ run (grrah-grrah, boom)
my adrenaline then gon’ start to pump
i’ma cl!ck this sh-t till’ it’s done (grrah-grrah, boom)
you like 40, get off my d-ck
this .40 turn into a spliff (n-gga)
and your bm, she be doing d-ck (n-gga)
brody made her eat it with his chain on
you a p-ssy, n-ggas took your chains off
i’m a savage, always keep that thang on me (like)
like [?], lets flame em’
that’s all them n-ggas that speak on me
they keep sayin’ my names in their raps
these n-ggas doesn’t know me, i swear that they f-gs
let that boy run, put the beam on his back
walk em’, shoot em’, make sure he dead
[chorus: sha ek]
b lovee, why this opp n-gga on my d-ck?
f-ck this rappin’, put him in a spliff
he like 40, still don’t got a hit (suck my d-ck)
why the f-ck that n-gga wanna diss? (boom, boom, boom)
if i see his bm, i’ma feed her d-ck (i’ma feed her d-ck)
make him feel his pain (baow), gotta do it for the gang (uh-huh)
we gon’ k!ll him, then we take his chain

[verse 2: sha ek]
if all of them rats, you know he a rat too (like, what?)
there’s no way i could see you and dab you
don’t throw up o, lil’ n-gga, i’ll slap you (boom, boom, boom, boom)
drop the addy, my n-ggas gon’ clap you, gang
now, they got me upset (now, they got me upset)
get that n-gga, put him on his neck
goofy n-gga talkin’ on the net (baow, baow, baow)
know he scared to walk up on my jects (don’t run)
don’t you ever try to disrespect
n-gga, you a b-tch (facts)
yeah he, talked up on the live (uh-huh)
he ain’t talk up on the guys
when i see that n-gga, he gon’ die
when i see that n-gga, he gon’ die
he ain’t talk up on the gang (suck my d-ck)
he ain’t talk up on the–
[chorus: sha ek]
b lovee, why this opp n-gga on my d-ck?
f-ck this rappin’, put him in a spliff (boom, boom, boom)
he like 40, still don’t got a hit (don’t run)
why the f-ck that n-gga wanna diss? (don’t run)
if i see his bm, i’ma feed her d-ck (facts)
make him feel his pain, gotta do it for the gang
we gon’ k!ll him, then we take his chain
b lovee, why this opp n-gga on my d-ck?
f-ck this rappin’, put him in a spliff (put him in a spliff)
he like 40, still don’t got a hit (still don’t got a hit)
why the f-ck that n-gga wanna diss?
if i see his bm, i’ma feed her d-ck
make him feel his pain (gang), gotta do it for the gang (facts)
we gon’ k!ll him, then we take his chain

[outro: sha ek]
f-ckin’ p-ssy ass n-gga
better tuck those f-ckin’ fake ass chains , n-gga, when you see me at your show

- sha ek

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