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letra de fvck thv gxdiggvz - spaceghostpurrp

[intro]
blackland 66, man, i do this for my n-ggas
f-ck these hoes, ain’t wrong, it’s gold diggers
southside of that fla
man, these b-tches ain’t sh-t, y’all
you already know how this sh-t go, my n-gga
see, we runnin’ this motherf-cker sooner
there’s a motherf-cker, yeah, we f-cked up

[verse 1]
and we feelin’ so motherf-ckin’ good right now
n-gga, i’m feelin’ so motherf-ckin’ good, right now, n-gga
swag, b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout you, hoes
’cause you hoes ain’t sh-t, but gold diggers
b-tch, suck my motherf-ckin’ d-ck
sgp and this motherf-ckin’ b-tch
i come in with the motherf-ckin’ crew
already know what a n-gga like me do
scooby-doo, where are you?
i’m right here, motherf-cker, and i’m ’bout to f-ck you
b-tch, bend over, bend over
let me f-ck your motherf-ckin’ b-tch in the range rover
all black and i’m ready to attack
got the ak pointed at your f-ckin’ back
black, black, b-tch, you dead
now you already know, got shot by the infrared
i come through, i’m this motherf-cker
really do what i gotta do, now
b-tch, i ain’t a sucker, got a big d-ck
i love the f-ck, and you already know
see me rollin’ in the d-mn truck
rest in peace to 2pac
and you already know ’til my n-gga big (sweat)
triple 6 was the motherf-ckin’ code, it’s a dumb sh-t (sweat)
now i got your main b-tch f-ckin’
in the backseat, gettin’ paid (paid)
i already know that i’ll do it ’til i’m f-ckin’ dead (dead)
see, my mind is on another level (level)
and y’all been doin’ this ’cause i’m a rebel (rapper)
ayy, i think i’m f-cked up right now, yo
[refrain]
back on the motherf-ckin’ beat like this (really, really, really, really, really)
actin’ a motherf-ckin’ beat like this (really)
on your joints, pop your bottles (really)
back on the motherf-ckin’ beat like (really)
on your joints, smoke your boat (really)
caperizers, get high as f-ck (smoke)
pop your pills, get f-cked up

[verse 2]
i’m tryna get a n-gga f-cked up off this sh-t
and i’m tryna get me a lot back, b-tch
this grump is soft as d-ck (soft as d-ck)
put your ass over on trick-ass b-tch, hoes ain’t sh-t
i’m on some motherf-ckin’ lean, feelin’ clean in the truck right now
in the motherf-ckin’ black moon
and you already know, n-gga, got gon’ black through
skateboard with my d-ck hangin’ out, let your man b-tch watch it
that b-tch fell out, the d-ck was like a snake
the p-ssy taste good, motherf-cker, taste like cake
see him go like a b-tch, like a football
b-tch, shut the f-ck up and suck on my b-lls
i put the f-ckin’ d-ck up in the walls
in the back of the club, i’m f-ckin’ up the p-ssy walls
i’m a dumb motherf-cker, don’t give a f-ck where you’re from
motherf-cker, shoot me out the truck
f-ck life, f-ck everything, f-ck a job
b-tch, stop with my f-ckin’ legs
callin’ on the cop, my bad, i didn’t mean to say slob
to my b-dolls, shout-out to my b-dolls
shout-out to my crib, n-gga
shout-out to my folk n-ggas
shout-out to all my n-ggas that’s bangin’
shout-out to my n-ggas who be hangin’
[verse 3]
on the motherf-ckin’ block with a bad b-tch
sippin’ on the forty ounce of sh-t
skateboard rollin’ like the raider, man
and you already know i’m the mercy
i do what i do and i say what i say
n-gga like me, never gonna play for the mia
home of the ak, yo
home of the yayo
n-ggas ’round here, man, they sniff cocaine
and you already know, man, i’m bringin’ the pain
my method, man, born on the same day
april 1st, i’m a fool, baby
yeah, baby, ayy, baby
can’t you see this? i’m like hurricane chris
say i’m at you, fifty-one to fifty
i guess you can’t never match with me
get on my level ho, ’bout to hit lil jon
b-tch, i can r-t-rded as f-ck, f-ck with don
f-ck the sun, b-tch, i’ll do it all night
got your b-tch f-ckin’ right
b-tch f-ckin’ every night when you sleepin’
got your main b-tch doin’ the f-ckin’ creepin’
yeah, she don’t give a f-ck no more
i got a whole h-lla type of drugs
see a f-ckin’ ho, see your hoes ain’t sh-t
(and you know)
oh, you ratchet ass hoes
you can suck my motherf-cking d-ck
[outro]
ay man, you f-cked up
ey, [?]
it’s just for all my weed smokers and my pill poppers, man
and my n-ggas that be throwin’ around me
swag n-gga
raider klan

- spaceghostpurrp

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