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letra de svd-s - zemar

[verse 1: zemar]
ak-47, drum mag, on my back
he say he want a feature, but he do not have the cash
i’ma rob a bank, i’ma make another stack
me and fiji pull up, and he’s got the f-ckin’ gat
yeah, you want a feature, but you do not have the cash
pull up, want yo’ mama, but you don’t know where she’s at
got her tied up in the bottom with a blade in her back
[?]

[verse 2: x99]
ak, pull out of my bag, bullet holes inside your back
i might sneak into your house (yeah)
i might decapitate your whole family with a f-ckin’ gat
with the gutters and we blow off yo’ heads so f-ckin’ fa-a-a—
yeah, i know you’re fake
yeah, yuh, i know that you’re fake
yuh, everybody fake (okay)
[?] now you a fakes (yeah, yeah)
yuh, yuh, everybody fake (yuh)
yuh, yuh, everybody fa-a-a—
yuh, yuh, i know you a fake
[?] now you a fakes
b-tch
ayy, he wan’ [?] hit ’em in the head with a dru-u-u—
you might [?]
[?] f-cked up, hit that [?] head with a drum
yeah, you better f-ckin’ run
[?] f-cked up, hit that [?] head with a drum
yeah, you better f-ckin’ run
[?] f-cked up, hit that [?] head with a drum
yeah, you better f-ckin’ run
[outro: zemar]
ak-47, drum mag, on my back
he say he want a feature, but he do not have the cash
i’ma rob a bank, i’ma make another stack
me and fiji pull up, and he’s got the f-ckin’ gat
ye—

- zemar

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