a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de gorecenter - sorei

Loading...

[hook]
runnin’ up my bag
gotta get my racks, my cash
7 bullets locked n’ loaded
in this f-ckin’ mag
bestgore lord
cut his head off, leave ’em dead
like the swat we raid his crib
and get our f-ckin checks (x3)

[verse]
ar with the beam
go in for the m-th-f-ckin’ k!ll
feelin’ like the ncr
on the m-th-f-ckin’ field
.50 caliber leave ’em
m-th-f-ckin’ filled
pipe bomb in his room
he really wants to climb this hill

hill, hill
there’s voices in the hills
i’m in your walls
creeping through your windowsills
d. lamb stalking
takes a lot of f-ckin’ sk!ll
you are target practice
bet it gives you f-ckin’ chills (x2)

- sorei

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...