$arbey223 - genocide lyrics
[intro]
this one go out to that
broke n+gga that live on westheimer
f+ck you b+tch! okay… let’s go
[verse 1: $arbey223]
you be talking all this smack, you a wack n+gga
ima pull up on your street with my strap n+gga
yeah im a soft n+gga, but that don’t mean none
that don’t don’t make me any less of a hood n+gga
if you keep talking you better start running too n+gga
me and my homies is coming, and we ain’t stunting n+gga
i only speak the fax, i ain’t no printer, you should do the same if you wanna live longer
[verse 2: $mokeyyy]
2 pistols, 2 b+tches and no feelins
i shoot a couple shots that’ll go straight through the ceilings
i got some bullets with ya name and they ain’t pretty
got a couple k!llas in the street like sin city
sincerely i ain’t got beef but i mob deep
roll up in the whip, empty out a clip
f+cking with yo b+tch, f+cking with that b+tch
i’m a born leader, i never leave the block without my m+th+f+ckin heater
[verse 3: $arbey223 & ($mokeyyy)]
now let me get started with this boy from hilcroft
he been acting tough but you know he real soft
i’m the panda, ain’t no nova
you be looking like a b+tch from fashion nova
i done k!lled ya, before it had even started
your career is now over (over?)
now go and mind your business like yo momma and poppa
have taught ya
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