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letra de demons - wal blixk

[verse 1: headtapp gz]
on your block and i’m totin’ my g
man down if he jack fog
it’s me and mg and we yellin’ “rg”
ain’t put on for this team you ain’t chillin’ wit’ me
if it’s me and ad we gon’ go on a spree
all black wit’ a tech and it’s matchin’ the ski
in the yard like where is the gz?
that’s a p if i catch lil quis
that’s on bro he get sent up to queez
and they mad ‘cause i’m mixin’ the pizz wit’ the t
hop out, boom a n-gga in the street
and i’m off a bean right now movin’ wocky
you get shot if you movin’ too oppy
[?] my demon, park up in your lobby
quick draw, you get left on your back
and lil man could’ve been in a pack real facts
and i been told y’all khiiski a rat
all that rt sh-t is faded that’s a fact
we had [?] runnin’ like he play for track
put the beam on you cannot run you get tagged
any opposition gettin’ whacked
if the flag not black then that sh-t gеttin’ clapped
juju, how did you get in my pack?
n-ggas roll on your p’s and left you lookin’ flat
[verse 2: wal blixk]
all black in casе you gotta-
like, do you really boom sh-t?
speakin’ on boom, why you ain’t go out and boom?
that n-gga ain’t do sh-t, like
veerside n-ggas is ruthless, like
kirk n-ggas really be troopin’
ever since lo [?] if you not on that time then we gotta loot it
word to my mother, on my flag, like, how many opps did bad?
i see abu watch the way that i crash
i’m crashin’ out right there without a mask
on lo bands, belt n-ggas ass
when i seen lil kha that was his ass
[?] is lucky i gave him a pass
when i see him again then he gettin’ bun
[?] be wavin’ the gun
baow, baow, watch the hat n-ggas run
borgie got hit wit’ some sh-t that was hot
like, why the f-ck did he lack when we spun?
[?], three in a month
blixk got shot, how the f-ck is y’all up?
every brower n-gga gettin’ touched
what did y’all do when [?] got jumped?
i got some shooters in dior
they need to free lil mali
in the cells he gettin’ his weight up
n-gga, that’s big ol’ mali
humble, why you keep goin’ out badly?
bun that, why you callin’ next mon daddy?
word to folk you ain’t spinnin’ for tony
what the f-ck, i know your deads not happy
[verse 3: rg ad]
me and heady gon’ spin through the b
catch us a opp gon’ end up like t
don’t mention my name if you don’t want no beef
when i linked up that last boy put brains in the street
and you know how i rock
6trey i’m comin’ wit’ lots
but don’t get confused when i slide wit’ the floxks
[?] on timin’ he aim for your top, like ahh
but f-ck that, back to the hats
me and keem gon’ blitz through the back
if i call [?] we gon’ blitz through the front
and that’s how we know we got a new pack, like, grrah
if you f-ck wit’ my opps you shot
f-ck that, you gon’ get it the worst
i don’t need a perc just to go to work
you and your mans suck d-ck stop lyin’ in your verse
and you know we still lootin’ for lo
and you know we still murder for melly
i see a opp he get hit by that deli
[?] got hit in his belly
tony, tdott, sh-t got me deady
i come to the h i’m slidin’ wit’ heady
but don’t lack, just know i’m totin’ my strap
free gbaby you know that’s a fact
free margee he soon be back
boy, stop all the dissin’
me and reem g on a mission
i catch us a opp i back out my g
how many opps got put on a tee?
shizz, tony, leafy, queez
[?] and better when we spin through the b
f-ck ray makk he died wit’ his g
free margee [?] very soon
smokin’ on [?] his face on the v
spin through the hook i’m throwin’ like three
now [?] reverse the v
i don’t know why n-ggas sayin’ my name
slime got shot, jack he deceased
i don’t know n-ggas sayin’ my name
slime got shot, jack he deceased
bt what? all them n-ggas kids
ask about how we get on the b
throw a shot make everyone flee
borgie got shot should’ve died on the b
free margee mr. hop-out-and-squeeze
khiiski got shot he couldn’t breathe
man got shot, who gon’ be next?
how many opps gon’ die in they ‘jects?
f-ck lil ju got put right to bed
slide through coney, where is the hats?
i’m tryna put a n-gga in this pack
smokin’ on tdott mix it wit’ the dot
i’m tryna boom a n-gga in his top
free jay savv he stuck on the rock
free bv he throw every trip
i’m tryna do a n-gga like he-
i’m tryna do a n-gga like he rick
free rg my n-ggas took risks
hop out throwin’ watch his body shift
catch [?] we clearin’ the strip
throw like five right at his back
throw like nine right at his hat
that’s 5 9 ways i put him in this pack
[?] he quick to react
i don’t know why these n-ggas tryna cap
call up j shiesty you know that’s the z
but when he hop out you gon’ see he’s all black

- wal blixk

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