
letra de bandlab warriors - susan7
[intro: susan7]
tryna clone me (7)
tryna to clo−
tryna clone me (7)
(n-gga)
[verse: susan7]
n-ggas tryna clone me, n-ggas tryna bite bruh
why you talkin sh-t when, you ain′t do it right bruh (team-f-cking-seven)
n-ggas tryna clone me, n-ggas tryna bite bruh
n-ggas tryna clone me, n-ggas tryna-
why you talkin sh-t when, you ain’t do it right bruh
ion fw you cuz you is a b-tch bruh
ion-ion fw you cuz you is a b-tch bruh
talk on the net when-
talk-talk on the net when-
talk-
talk on the net when you ain’t on sh-t bruh
you ain’t got a job bro you ain’t got no money
you is a broke b-tch yo gang lookin bummy
you is a broke b-tch yo gang lookin bummy
you is a broke b-tch yo gang lookin bummy
you is a broke b-tch yo gang lookin bummy
can’t mix for sh-t and yall n-ggas still on bandlab
can’t mix for sh-t and yall n-ggas still on bandlab
can’t mix for sh-t and yall n-ggas still on bandlab
i’m tryna sneak up in there but i can’t laugh
un vindu mina, you ain’t got no mana (f-ggot)
give yo lil b-tch dis d-mn d-ck like i’m santa
that ain’t no wock lil boy that’s jus some fanta
you talkin sh-t when you needa get yo bands up
run down on yo block boy go and get yo mans up
i’m off da gas ion know which strain
f-ck behelits man yall n-ggas arе some lames
yall n-ggas way to ass bruh and yall sound the samе
pass that b-tch to jayne
[bridge]
(7)
[verse: jayne7]
caught you talkin sh-t now we pull up to yo-
caught-caught
caught you talkin sh-t now we pull up to yo place-
caught you talkin sh-t now we pull up to yo place-place place place
hold on, you told him “k!ll yourself, while your mom watches”?
caught you talkin sh-t now we pull up to yo place
talkin on my clique we put a bullet thru his brain
when i’m done wit him i leave his head up on a plate
closest homie to you told me all yo sh-t was lame
askin’ for a preset man this sh-t won’t hit the same
smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
smokin-smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
smokin’ on yo mix−
caught you talkin sh-t now we pull up to yo place
talkin on my clique we put a bullet thru his brain
when i’m done with him i leave his head up on a plate
closest homie to you told me all yo sh-t was lame
askin for a preset man this sh-t won’t hit the same
smokin on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
smokin-smokin on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
yeah
smokin on yo mix and yo clique is f-ckin lame
[outro: susan7]
you is a broke b-tch yo gang lookin bummy
can’t mixx for sh-t and yall n-ggas still on bandlab
can’t mixx for sh-t and yall n-ggas still on bandlab
can’t mixx for sh-t and yall-
can’t mixx for sh-t and yall n-ggas still on bandlab
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