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letra de chainsaw beretta - zqnnex

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[pre-chorus]
deal with the devil, said i gotta take his soul
bend the block, grip the chop, and let this motherf-cker blow
b-tch i’m makin’ all the green, so they know we on go
slit his throat, take his dough, and then a b-tch she hit the road like

[chorus]
bad b-tch said she wanna get inside
betta watch your tone ‘fore i hit you with the .9
gettin’ guala on the low, big bank all the time
motherf-cker finna slide, leave him dead up in his ride
where the opposition? b-tch you know we got the knocka
bend through his block, stеady lookin’ for an oppa
b-tches steady dissin’, spin his block like a bottlе
shawty on my line, said she wanted me to top her
don’t test the gang, ‘cuz this sh-t can get deadly
f-ck around, we pull up on an opp and behead him
bag on my back, ‘cuz your boy makin’ cheddar
n-gga talkin’ tough, then he get hit up with the ‘retta
[verse]
big choppa
can’t stop us
bad b-tch, and she totin’ the knocka
f-ck with us, he get turned into grabba
f-ck the lil’ b-tch, then i dip for another
glockies, i tote ‘em
hit it with the trojan
b-tch in my pack, and this sh-t h-lla potent
b-tch i never lack, tell a n-gga “what’s the motive”
brodie want me dead, but they never make a motion

[bridge]
get into it
get ruthless
got a b-tch, said she wanna go to ruth chris
go stupid
off the fool sh-t
go dumb with the chop, leave him toothless
keep me a rocket, we dump out the v
she be touchin’ my pockets, while she off a bean
gun jam up, he get hit with the beam
and i’ll stack me a band ‘cuz i love all the green

[pre-chorus]
deal with the devil, said i gotta take his soul
bend the block, grip the chop, and let this motherf-cker blow
b-tch i’m makin’ all the green, so they know we on go
slit his throat, take his dough, and then a b-tch she hit the road like
[chorus]
bad b-tch said she wanna get inside
betta watch your tone ‘fore i hit you with the .9
gettin’ guala on the low, big bank all the time
motherf-cker finna slide, leave him dead up in his ride
where the opposition? b-tch you know we got the knocka
bend through his block, steady lookin’ for an oppa
b-tches steady dissin’, spin his block like a bottle
shawty on my line, said she wanted me to top her
don’t test the gang, ‘cuz this sh-t can get deadly
f-ck around, we pull up on an opp and behead him
bag on my back, ‘cuz your boy makin’ cheddar
n-gga talkin’ tough, then he get hit up with the ‘retta

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