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letra de piss freestyle - uhcxsh

[verse 1 – cxsh!]
yellow in my pocket, i- i- i- it ain’t p-ss though
seven hollows aiming at yo’ head if you talk sh-t bro
b-tch i’m h-lla disrespectful i won’t talk if she ain’t suckin’ on my d-ck hoe
get off my d-ck bro
red on yo wrist, my wrist got crystal
posted wit’ a pistol
money: got a fistful
windows tinted
you ain’t gonna keep livin’
i ain’t ever finished, gotta keep these motherf-ckas listful
feel like the king way i’m stackin’ up merits
smack him and his parents while they out there running errands
feel like dnr, make a fistfight outta marriage
if you wanna run a fade i’ll have you doa like eric
uh, scratch that, shooters get you dba
ain’t no f-ckin problem that a chopper won’t alleviate
ain’t you gonna come and f-ck? i don’t got all day
i ain’t gonna wait, ba-ba-baby what’s yo eta?

[verse 2 – m1nute]
i been walkin’ ’round the block like a dyk- b-tch
man, you could never understand why i’m like this
give yo’ b-tch a golden shower, tranny typesh-t
got a b-tch on all fours, she lappin’ up on my p-ss
i been runnin’ one-ways tryna find what’s the method
you b-tches understand that i’m not one to test with
a lil lazy freestyle for the h-ll of it
and this ain’t something you lil punks will be up to snuff wit’
i been bouncin’ ’round the block in a v8
with the ‘woofers in the back, feel that sh-t quake
think i lost a few bands ’round the back (f-ck)
and don’t try to mess with me, put you in the back of a truck
’cause p-ssies are out of luck
you dumb b-tch
i been thumpin’ with the subs, pull a gun quick
shoot up an opp if he wanna call his b-tch dumb
i pull her ass into the car and make that sh-t hum

i been feelin’ like a rapper, super white
they call me rittz, hun
when a b-tch guns at the function, it’s a sh-tstorm
and my b-tch storm to the house, she mad
i got a pocket full of racks from the sh-t i tagged

[verse 3 – cxsh!]
i don’t f-ck with buildings, i been taggin’ sh-t like toe by toe
i been lookin sumo got my pockets fat like totoro
pull up wit’ like h-lla swag, haters sayin’ “holy smokes!”
try to tow my money from a truck, b-tch, i broke the rope
f-ckin’ on yo’ sis, make her choke on my nut
then i move onto yo mama doin coke off her b-tt
no amount of dough is enough
“yo cxsh! that was my b-tch!”
no, i don’t give a f-ck
swag

- uhcxsh

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