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letra de who r u - slateskinn

[intro]
gringle gang
scarecord
slateskinn
why2oh
narcix

[verse 1: why2oh]
he thought that sh-t gone be painless
shot him with that steel no that sh-t ain’t stainless
f-ckin’ with two model b-tches b-tch i’m heinous
they only wanna f-ck cause money i’m gone rain it
pull up we shot i’m in his septum-tum
bros ran off that boy that boy they thought gon’ help (help them)
bro be droppin’ disses f-ck did they just say
f-ck that use your skull as an ashtray (ashtray)

[verse 2: korro]
if you moving we gon’ shoot
f-ck n-gga i don’t give a f-ck bout you
swaggin’ on sh-t n-gga tom cruise (tom cruise)
b-tch i been off these drugs gettin’ loose
all i do is drink n-gga sip juice (sip juice)
why the f-ck you talkin’ on me n-gga who is you (who is you?)
sc that’s the motherf-ckin’ crew
like, who the f-ck is even you?
[verse 3: jai0cho]
b-tch wanna
yuh, yuh
b-tch wanna eat my d-ck up
i’m like what the f-ck
i can’t give a f-ck about this b-tch
just want touch on the b-tt
oh my god her ass so fat
i swear that she just made me nut
oh my god her ass so fat
i swear that she just made me bust
i ain’t got no manners
i f-ck that ho right up on the bus
she ain’t got no manners
she try f-ck me eat me up for lunch
when i’m with my brothers
h-ll nah ain’t no n-gga touchin’ us

[verse 4: kxc]
back in the day without no guns without no chop
catch me a opp, i’m gon’ make him bunny hop
when i catch 5, imma up him with stop
5’4, lets go i throw him to the bed

[verse 5: sumo!!!]
yeah i’m with my
huh huh
yeah i’m with brothers, h-ll nah ain’t no n-gga touchin’ us
i got k inside my pants, i up it make the p-ssy run
all these lil n-ggas be talkin’ crazy till i up the gun
all these lil n-ggas be talkin’ crazy till i up the stick
oh my god yo b-tch want me bad yeah she just need some d-ck
oh my god these n-ggas make me sad these n-ggas make me sick
caught you lackin’ might beat yo ass then i might beat your b-tch
[verse 6: jen5o & slateskinn]
imma beat your b-tch, imma nut up in her b-tt
imma send some shots at where you live, yeah imma f-ck em’ up
yeah imma f-ck em’ up
yeah we gone d-ck em’ down
go on a run take a b-tch and go send her to pound town
and b-tch don’t make a sound all i do is empty rounds
all i do is empty rounds
yeah all i do is empty rounds
all i do is empty rounds (yuh, yuh)
all-all i do is empty rounds (ah, ah)

[verse 7: slateskinn]
i-i-i been lurkin’ on my opps, b-tch you know i’m posted
rockin’ all white like the kkk, b-tch i’m goated
you ain’t noticed i been f-ckin’ on your b-tch, what’s the point?
giving you all the details like a powerpoint
b-tch its slateskinn with the gg
posted up with scarecord
b-tch, ggsc
that’s on me
make an album in two days cause i’m like that
if your shorty likin’ on my story imma like back

[verse 8: hav3n]
i-i-if you wanna talk sh-t, string him up like dbd
i don’t give a f-ck about what you sayin or if you feelin me
creepin’ through your halls like, “no b-tch you ain’t seein’ things”
like yeah its really me, imma hang your family from a tree
[verse 9: rowak]
t-t-t-this ain’t gang sh-t, but 6 boys and the f-ckin’ crew
pull up on your f-ckin’ block we finna’ cook him like some stew
she got brain told the b-tch to suck until her ass turn blue
n-ggas know where i’m from, i’m coming straight up out the zoo
and we got k’s
n-gga’s spin the block we finna’ hit him 60 ways
n-gga try to shoot me, but his bullet f-ckin’ grazed
all this za up in the wood, it got me f-ckin dazed
n-gga wanna sign me for a mil’, i need a raise

[verse 10:kxc]
n-n-n-gga i’ll leave your ass in a maze
then i’ll make your b-tch my slave
you know headshots is the only way
n-gga i’m going for the d-mn lay
not gon’ lie, yall n-ggas h-lla g-y
556. gone leave you grey
n-gga your ass better f-ckin pray
pull out my revolver, that sh-t dont play
gonna have your b-tch scream yay
d-cking her down is the only wave
ch-ch-choppa gonna hit a f-ck n-gga in the face

[verse 11:phetynal]
i just hit my lean, i be phasing
your b-tch she wanted me, she be cravin’
emo b-tch she walk around my house, look like raven
gotta watch my mouth, cause i know them boys that make statements
more bands on my person, and i’m f-ckin’ in raybans
i just pulled up to the function, how i’m wearin’ raybans
i like to spend my time with tennessee b-tches with spray tans
they don’t like to smoke, they like to drink just like an old man

- slateskinn

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