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letra de anarchy - tec

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[intro]
(i got hitman on the beat)

[verse]
got that flame on me like i’m super saiyan goku
glizzy got no jokes, but i’ll let this b-tch roast you
bustin’ that b-tch throat, a singin’ ho, sh-t help her vocals
cracked her on the couch, at the stu’ watchin’ roku
say you ain’t got no flaws and you do (huh?)
you told all the b-tches like a vlad interview (what?)
you told on yourself and some of your n-ggas too (what?)
you deserve that belt-to-ass treatment ’cause you fool (p-ssy)
p-ssy n-gga
ain’t give me sh-t, i took it, a vet’ in the game since i was a rookie (game)
sweet as a b-tch, i step on they sh-t and watch me crumble the cookie
makе a strategy to come challengе me, i’ll compare, them n-ggas could never
run with them wolves, but i dunk on sh-t myself like anthony elvis
i’m the god of this sh-t and all these n-ggas wan’ be devils
but ain’t never even did no demon sh-t to make me h-ll ’em
it get hot as the sun, it’s that demon sh-t, you better tell ’em
but, b-tch, i’m way from that ‘raq where them choppers fly without propellers
ayy, we them n-ggas, they know we them ones (they ain’t f-ckin’ with us)
who them n-ggas? they used to be my son (matter fact, f-ck them n-ggas)
never with that buddy sh-t, only f-ck with a couple n-ggas
never with my hand out, i went and got it off my knuckles, n-gga
red beans, blood puddles, get him winged like he had pluckers
he in trouble
mac-11 speak with a speech impendent, this b-tch stutter
cut it and serve it to the cluckers, can’t believe that this sh-t b-tter
they got done the same year, they can’t believe them n-ggas brothers
you done got in smoke with some real k!llers, hope you got a cut
hope your angels out in the field with you like you’re danny glover
thought you had a drop, you better use that motherf-cker
thought i was gon’ stop him, then you’s a stupid motherf-cker
b-tch, i’ll pop out with that 50, tryna put this b-tch on many men
you remind me of my b-tch, get mad and block a n-gga on instagram
he think it’s non-violent like kendrick and drake, he tryna get some fans
you was a good kid, i’m from a mad city, we slide off that minivan
f-ck a label, i can sign myself, i got real paper
bullets made him smoke like he just got off the bbl table
when the f-ck all these soft ass n-ggas became hard bodied?
sh-t’ll get nasty, they havin’ pullin’ bullet fragments out at the autopsy
[outro]
dead bodies when we swerve (ayy, ayy), know you heard ’bout it (who say?)
dead bodies when we swerve (ayy, ayy), know you heard ’bout it (baow, baow, baow)
dead bodies when we swerve (ayy, ayy), know you heard ’bout it (skrrt, stupid b-tch)
dead bodies when we swerve (haha), know you heard ’bout it (just come here, b-tch)
freestyle, ridin’ with real murder inc like i’m irv gotti (b-tch)
dead bodies when we swerve (baow, let’s go), know you heard ’bout it (just come here, b-tch, boo-ya, boo-ya, boo-ya, boo-ya, boo-ya, b-tch)
b-tch, i’m the tallest (yeah, haha)
long choppers, i’m flingin’ sh-t (uh, uh, uh, uh)
b-tch-ass n-gga (yeah)
check my jacket, n-gga (ayy, this sh-t just—)
size sh-t, you hear me?
b-tch-ass n-gga disrespect the gang (ain’t really runnin’ sh-t, i’m just joggin’ right here, bl!ck out)
p-ssy-ass n-gga (i just been joggin’, haha), scary-ass n-gga
scary tom and jerry-ass n-gga, man, rat and p-ssy

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