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letra de thunder - suixide

(verse)
n-gga surrounded by so many b-tches he turned to a maf-ckin’ b-tch, and this ain’t me hatin’ you lazy maf-cka you already know what it is, he don’t cross that state line cause he know what’ll he get, 556 to the lip, left in a maf-ckin’ ditch, imma big n-gga the f-ck do i look like trynna chase a mothaf-ckin’ b-tch? h-ll nah, none of these is loyal no need for me to switch, keepin’ that land up north mothaf-ck that tappin’ in, sh-t, could be singin’ or rappin’ this sh-t, i just need a beat with a chopped mix that’s it lil baby get my sprite a fix, f-ck with cult get yo whole f-ckin’ block hit, she can’t suck d-ck but can be up in that block list, f-ckin’ with a yellow bone with some glossed lips, sold my watch i don’t watch clocks tick, slumped in my truck watchin’ wock drip in my sprite, handful of b-tches i’ll forever despise, all of you trickin’ i’ll forever despite, this summer changin’ me, more lonley f-ckin’ nights, it’s just me and the high, sittin’ thinkin’ why she’d f-ckin’ lie, murder is usually crossin’ my mind, that’s the rage in my veins, the devil inside, i gotta wait for it’s my turn with these rhymes, just like them nights, puttin’ 9s to crooked minds, i don’t regret just traumatized from seein’ dead eyes, catchin’ my brother in dead lies, showin’ em where he could lie

(outro)
bugsy don’t f-ck up like i did that sh-t gonna f-ck with ya mind, d-mn, on cult

- suixide

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