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letra de aimbot - ​wheaty

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[reef]

sharp shooter, b-tch im hall of fame
dark ruger, buss, buss, bang
barack obama, all i wanted was some change
im the best in the god d-mn lane

im the best in the god d-mn game
off a 30, off a 10, go insane
make a hollow point go eat that lil boi brain
im too real, no we can’t be the same
pour up green, go to sleep, woke hazed
boy im tweaked with the glock
ima fill up graves
speak up when you talkin bout names
you got a death script in my god d-mn campaign
[?]

[wheaty]

carry the weight
m9 with a blade
only need 1 shot
it’s aimbot

red dot got em layin in a closed casket
my fault, stepped to me in my own brackеt
i know i ain’t have to k!ll him, my bad
thought it was a game but he couldn’t hack it

.556, еnd a life right quick
on my right hip, call it my side-kick (why you do dat sh-t?)
.44 i keep on my side kick
yall makin me sick, get off my d-ck (lil b-tch)

why you on my ass? get in the mix (you know what im sayin? i dont wanna get political)
like do i attack, or stay on defence?
my shawty bad, ten, but she on the fence
‘n im so attached, dont know if its meant to be (no)
f-ckin me up mentally
might go pacc another bowl, n burn a hole into my memory (go)
smokin on heaven leaf
leave it in the past, what’s next for me?
always lookin at my back, you took a stab
‘n thats why youre dead to me

[outro]

wheaty just died
reef-uh, your coordinates have been compromised
run
run, now
save yourself before it is too late
you will not resp-wn

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