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letra de bleed it - sinsofficial

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look at these bum n-ggas now everytime i’m in the city man, they wanna link
n-ggas will trash talk you in public but in private they wanna link
n-ggas will trash talk you now jiki jiki he’s the one sharing alla my links
talking about “you popped off” and “dis so good” nah n-gga, you want a feature
n-ggas be so old and be so mad at people they ain’t ever meet
i didn’t want beef but you started it n-gga, you bout to get served on my plate let me eat
i bet you forgot bout the time you were shouting “come sit on my face yo pls let me beat”
this ain’t no rеgular degular, this ain’t a diss but f-ck it is what it is (diss)
i thought it was cool foe the rhymеs
the same way yall thought it was so cool for you to be wylin
i got my guns out this time
trust me i’m not one to lie
you got the wrong one this time
i’m packing the heat up this time
fasten your laces and put on a tie
you’re bout to get schooled by a 20 year old, i told clayton it’s your time to die

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dis a warning but if yo pants are full then i’mma wait on a reply
i want you to run and tell alla your innanet friends i’m the last person they wanna try
i want you to run to the tl and tell em you got smoked by chlamydia personified
matter fact i’mma bust a titty in a sippy cup cause it looks like you just wanna cry
to the sk-nky hoes who live on the net
just to throw dirt on my name
i need you to know the next time you’ll be smelling the dirt
will the minute you’re hitting your grave
i always have the 45 tucked and trust me you don’t wanna die
not tell the tale
how bout you ask your lil friend with the wrecking ball head
what i did to her stanky lil name
i put my hands on the b-tch
pulled on her hair got me smiling and sh-t
red on my hands got me reppin the bloods
i don’t like pigs, she belongs in the mud
ew, i’m done with these b-tches
nah
say you got hands but i got you in stitches
some n-ggas out here actin like b-tches
you double cross me, i pray for your sins
sleep in the studio, i rap on that sh-t
cross me again, i still rap on that sh-t
and it’s f-ck you forever, no sorries and sh-t
typing long ass think pieces on the comments? uhm…
sh-t
put some respect on my name, before i put the 9 to your heads
and p-ss on your graves

- sinsofficial

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