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big lokote - demonic playground lyrics

[intro]
ooh, demonic, oh+ooh (playground)

[verse 1: shady boy]
ese one eight seven with a mac+11
i rule in h+ll so i ain’t serving in heaven
i fully load the car, with fully loaded clips
pisto got me loaded, say load with grips
i’m from the “f” (flores)
where you rock your vest
or else die slow
take two to your chest
cause i’m shady
and that’s the life i’m livin’
i’ll cut you in a place that’ll make you useless to women
scandalous vato homie
i’m ready to ride
i got the ar+15, sitting by my side
i’ll make you put in a request to pimp my ride
or gеt them bullet holes homiе out that passenger side
i’ll leave you bankrupt
from all the hospital bills
it’s up to you to confirm the k!ll
so look into my eyes
what it is that you see?
i’m from that wickie+wickie+west
wickie+wickie+west coast g
[chorus]

[verse 2: shady boy]
run up or shut up
got the machete in the trunk
ups you back hame in plastic bags of chunks
straight mafioso, on a whole another level
spitting wicked rhymes, scare the h+ll out the devil
i’m the king of the underground
ese stop hating
i rule the underworld
the dark blue satan
22 inch on a rocks on a dark blue
maverick
now it’s time to hit “f” and start some havoc

[verse 3: crazy one]
you’re [?]
you see me in your sleep
all you hear is e+m+f as the darkness creeps
fresh out them chains
fresh out them cuffs
back to the hood
slanging them nugs
they try to hold me down
but i’m back on these streets
fresh 501’s with a new muscle tee
go ahead and run up
i’ll show you what’s good
have you wishing for a minute
never banged your hood
[chorus]

[verse 4: big lokote]
the darkness of death, taking your breath
cuerno in hand, smoking the meth
decapitating motherf+cking b+tch enemigas
con el cuete que te mata pa mi pandilla
big crazy, cuatro flats rider
gunning you down and you’re on fire
you’re feeling hate up inside ya
hollow muerte from the niner
plomo got ya throwing up your blood
i’m a rabbit k!ller with a gun
pumping fear all through your town
apocalypse gonna be sound
your crying b+tch ass family
mourn the death of a wannabe
nite owl dark side criminal
sick minded individual leaving bullet holes on your whole life
cause it’s crashing down
[?] levas, round for round
murder twisted, possessed madman
tatted down veterano with a black ski mask
(lord i want to go to heaven but i’m sipping 2+11)
f+cking demons that are yelling
in my ear one eighty seven
‘37 chevy fully loaded
cuatro flats and monte flores
busting off caps on maricones
wack mc’s sh+t on their chonies
the playground was a murder scene
of a anorexic verga ink
[?] in his ass with a f+cking fiero
fake ass [?] get in my level
[chorus]

- big lokote lyrics

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