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letra de temper - vampviolence

everyone is dead
what?
my n-gga ayoolii did this b-tch n-gga
(yeah, yeah, gang)

bands bussin in my f-ckin pockets like a -rg-sm (bussin’)
mylan forgot the chop at the crib then i send gore at him (i send gore at him)
n-gga wasn’t fazed by a few shots then i send more at him (fah! fah!)
homicides in the city everyday getting more random (yup)

i ain’t make no blue strips today, i throw a temper tantrum (f-ck!)
call of duty shotty with a drum, cht, caught him campin (cht, bah!)
godd-mn, that’s another f-cking face gone (godd-mn!)
boy what the f-ck you doing with fake bape on? (what the f-ck you doing?)
take that sh-t off!
you is not a drippy n-gga (no!)
maz g got me pointin’ fingers, but i am not snitching n-gga (never)
pulled so many blues out the bank they thought i was crippin’ n-gga (what?)
balenci’s with no d-mn laces, i’m not trippin’ n-gga (big balenci’s)
rolling up like boyz n the hood i’ll make him get to skipping n-gga (ricky!)
fat body skrt with the vroom how i’m tippin’ n-gga (skrrt)
room service, mop his ass up, you tryna tip a n-gga? (mop his ass up)
why you clutchin’ on that stick, acting hard, my sh-t itchin n-gga
i’m with big steppers like it’s stomp the yard, they gone get you n-gga (n-gga, what?)
i’m pushing full court press, never cherry-pickin n-gga (i’m pressin n-gga)
what the f-ck is wrong?
you never seen some lean in lipton n-gga? (what?)
ridin’ with that strap out, like i’m tryna whip a n-gga (yah)
fat rolls in my pocket talkin peter griffin n-gga (griffin n-gga)
who the f-ck is wesson? i don’t know but i got smithen n-gga (i got smith & wesson)
i got missiles in this b-tch in case it’s war, i’m tryna hit a n-gga (tryna hit a n-gga)
like i’m streaming on a twitch account, boy i’m tryna clip a n-gga (i’m tryna clip a n-gga)
all these n-ggas sound the same, here go something different n-gga (huh?)
big choppa go oodle aagh, i just whiffed a n-gga (oodle aagh)
f-ck it nah, cht, cht, bah, boom, i just spliffed a n-gga (bah boom!)
like his ass was late to a class, i dismissed the n-gga (i dismissed him n-gga)

bands bussing in my f-cking pockets like an -rg-sm
mylan forgot the chop at the crib then i send gore at him (i send gore at him)
n-gga wasn’t fazed by a few shots then i send more at him (bah, bah)
homicides in the city everyday getting more random (n-gga what?)

- vampviolence

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