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letra de whore - zetain

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tell me she my little wh0re, like what you cryin bout?
demons finna cheat the score, the f-ck the talkin bout?
wockhardt what i’m finna pour, i’m feeling sp-cey now
demons knocking at my door, somebody get me out

two sticks got all the bullets in the backpack if he gon bl!ck on me i’m finna bl!ck back (grrraaa)
coughing up crazy i’m smoking the gas pack, got this damage in my body and my soul, no i dont wanna let go
all these wh0res gon rip your heart out and detach it from your soul
hop in that bentley convertible, i took one too many im out of my mind
but poppin the percs feel incredible, heard that he working with 12, f-ck what that boy on he moving too fеderal
f-ck what the opps say they moving with sеveral
pin on my body i feel like a general, put a glock to his hip it slip hit genitals
f-ck all them wh0res in my inbox, they come round for money and fame, too gnarly i feel like im slipknot, yeah they know i ain’t stayin the same, poppin a pill i get stupidly high, dont know what runs my sober mind
getting so high that i think i might die, actavis help me sleep at night
damage in my liver got this codeine in my veins, yeah the real gon improve and the fake never change
if you saying i switched up just know i never change, so f-ck that lil wh0re cause she finna stay the same
steady f-ck that wh0re, f-ck you cryin bout, link up with my team we getting sticky pull them toolies out
mobbing in broad day, sipping on rodai, cheeks up on display, splash have fun we play
you could get hit with this ray, wouldn’t expect it from me i dont play, showed em the steps i was paving the way finna get rich and buy me a crib in la
f-ck all the wh0res f-ck all that stupid sh-t, yeah it’s giving me reason to cry
f-ck what you mean talk on my name and you spinning my block that’s a reason to die
tell me she my little wh0re, like what you cryin bout?
demons finna cheat the score, the f-ck the talkin bout?
wockhardt what i’m finna pour, i’m feeling sp-cey now
demons knocking at my door, somebody get me out
(oh oh let me out, dont go chase me down, my soul broken now, my soul broken now)

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