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letra de fuck yo respect - whiteyes & $crew (artist)

[verse 1: whiteye$]
ayy
whoever’s in this send me on the earth
hate to never know my worth
this thing always numb with the blood
oh, i got the urge, paranoia mixed with all the pain
bodies droppin’ like the rain, from my rain
now your homies feelin’ lame, bl–dy red from your clothes
sammy tucked inside my shorts, give a f-ck, always [?]
hatin’ life, regret my [?], slowly comin’ up
ain’t stoppin’ till my face up on a shirt
i’ve been rollin’ up and comin’ since my day begin’s to [?]
what’s the word, all these motherf-ckers talk a lot of sh-t
know like b-tches on the net, we takin’ shots so they can see
it’s the end of the resurrected demon body’s gang
exorcist, givin’ up my soul, forever gonna live
syndicate, vice a weapon, manifest upon the system
sn-tchin’ up souls, beginnin’ it, up in the flames
up in the crypt, that’s on the set
f-ck you, p-ssy, sell it now, just go and check
homie, that’s disembodied, i’ll k!ll your pit
i’m hangin’ by the neck, f-ck yo respect

[verse 2: $crew]
poppin’ [?]
that’s a rotten batch, okay
[?] in my system
might not feel it, got no strength
let me take it back, let’s take it out
b-tch, i’m about to let it bang
rock the b-tches, pull it
seven all up on these n-ggas, might
red dot under your head, i pull it back and then i pass it right
sawed-off shotgun to your back, you take this sh-ll or cash this time
break a little flag, get a red tag, tag team with a f-ckin’ bat like you pushin’ in a flag
back in the line, got a n-gga with a tag, and a n-gga with a mag that’ll break through a tag
pullin’ catbacks all day, f-ckin’ n-ggas tryna act, be the best motherf-ckin’
run a yak, k!ll a rat, f-ck a champ, chop a n-gga with an axe
it’s a fact, but it’s better bring a n-gga with a plan

- whiteyes crew artist

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