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letra de bossier city kidnap victims - $uicideboy$

[intro]
you did good, $l!ck
it’s a smash!
players-players-players never die

[chorus: blanco leopardo & wetto]
let-let-let the grease bang, his momma gave me good head though
g-g-gat, shooting rasputin, eastern bloc, mad monk
g-r-e-y (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
f-f-five to the nine (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
g-r-e-y (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
f-f-five to the nine (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)

[verse 1: blanco leopardo]
blanco always smoking doja, 7th ward soulja
always in the cut, with my hood up, i’m a cobra
choppa city born and f-ckin’ raised, i thought i told ya
offered shawty coke, but she thought i meant cola
p-p-p-pull up on ya block, lookin’ like i got a weapon
all my dogs in f-cking heaven like i’m jesus in the 7th
i know f-ckboys got a problem, i’ma end their whole bloodline
make sure that his last name stay a last name, yeah he done
i’m bout pull up on this lil’ hoe and make her tongue tied
now she cryin’, tellin’ me all about how her son died
le-le-left a grease stain, his mama gave me good head though
ruthless motherf-cker, blanco always making heads roll
tombstone blank, two-two-two tone tank
now his b-tch asking me for a new born baby
mixing wock with titty milk, ain’t no new bones breakin’
got another b-tch pregnant and now them two hoes datin’
[chorus: blanco leopardo & wetto]
let-let-let the grease bang, his momma gave me good head though
g-g-gat, shooting rasputin, eastern bloc, mad monk
g-r-e-y (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
f-f-five to the nine (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
g-r-e-y (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
f-f-five to the nine (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)

[verse 2: wetto]
duckin’ off that fent
but young wetto always stand up
smoke it ’til the last puff
sleepin’ with the hand gun, 12 i had to man up
grey the propaganda, sl!cky the commander
unleashing that terror make your area uganda, d-mn, son
how-how i whip that dope and get them motherf-cking grams up? (north)
pimping on a hoe too easy, all i do is glance up (side)
all these motherf-ckers p-ssy, boy, i’m from the land of (north)
press it right between my eyes, now pull it, boy, don’t clam up (side)
bought a crib in florida just to get my f-cking tan up (north)
how it feel to date a b-tch you know that love to stan us? (side)
chopper city love them choppers, ’cause they never jam up (north)
i put angels in my outfield, call me tony wetto danza, d-mn, son (side)
every time i spit, i feel like jordan when he slam dunk
wetto i go harder on them bars than when my dad drunk
gat, shooting rasputin, eastern bloc, mad monk
come and get your bell rung
[chorus: blanco leopardo & wetto]
let-let-let the grease bang, his momma gave me good head though
g-g-gat, shooting rasputin, eastern bloc, mad monk
g-r-e-y (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
f-f-five to the nine (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
g-r-e-y (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
f-f-five to the nine (bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet, bloc wet)
let-let-let the grease bang, his momma gave me good head though
g-g-gat, shooting rasputin, eastern bloc, mad monk

- uicideboy

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