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christ dillinger - new rappers lyrics

[christ dillinger: intro]
shadow rich gang
[?] b+tch i’m going down like [yung joc?]
n+gga playing wit me, 15 get him popped
i get off the stage, she hop on my c+ck
i need [?] and that’s on the block
your stream’s going down like [yung joc?]
my stream’s going up like steroids in it
pull up another infinity sh+t not rent
i will k!ll a n+gga, do the whole sentence a
slap a n+gga with the glock, he need a dentist

shadow wizard money gang
and we should be proud of nuclear war
beware! this song will possess your soul!

[bruhmanegod]
i’mma make a new rapper treat me like the dead
stuck in the past, oh, your going [?]
if you are listening to this song, you’re arе shadow curse for eternity
why thе f+ck you streaming? you ain’t really even [there?]
money to the sky, you’re money on the grass
i ain’t ever listen, now my pockets h+lla fat
sh+sh+shadow
all life, i feel [?]
all life running running sh+t, you running in place [?]
all life, f+ck your citys [?]
make a new rapper treat me like the dead+dead
de+de+dead, make a+ treat me like the dead
make a new rapper treat me like the dead+dead
de+de+dead, make a+ treat me like the dead
[xhris2eazy]
me and bruhmane fall asleep on the tour bus
hopping out on different citys, all the hoes adore us
hopping out the tour bus, i got all my drip on
hopping out the t bus, i might put some rick on
nuke radio
[?] roof [?] but i bought her mcdonalds
shawty wanted [?] told her i could send her mcdonalds
doing drugs outside of mcdonalds
that white clown like ronald mcdonald
[look so much, im flexing my armor?]
extend the clip, its got lots of ammo
cold life, [?] the candle
cold life, i called b+tch a dancer
dirty boys in the bas+m+nt
sh+t, hop on the beat, punch in, im spazzing
we don’t f+ck with you boy, take a hit
[?] blunt, imma take a hit
it’s good drank, then imma take a sip
[?] tears on my d+ck

[acid souljah]
tears on my c+ck
tears on my d+ck
she’s sucking on my d+ck, and it’s way too big
i’m not in [?], b+tch i’m with xhris
these goofy ass rappers tryna ride on our d+ck
asking me for hand out, b+tch keep your hands out
me and the team, pull up, and bring the bandz out me
me and the team, pull up, and sell a show out
you can’t sell a show out, you all, be on, fake clout
10k followers with 200 likes
i see why all these rappers all be hiding all their like
shadow wizard goblin insanity
i’m looking through your followers and i see all indians
i see russians, i know you botted sh+t
there ain’t no way you get motion all the way out in india
i just got a pack and it cam all the way from india
i’m so high i’m pouring up i feel like i’m dj fat cuz i f+cking miss the cup
[christ dillinger]
look at my streams
going up
elbow in the ball
i’m going up
every day of the week, i be turning up my
my b+tch bad, got a giant b+tt
when i step in the booth it’s like gucci [bag?]
these n+ggas broke as f+ck and all they music wack
i sold that drop to the fiens, they come running back
drop monkeys in the trap, cooking dope like [?]
shadow rich gang
b+tch i’m going down like [yung joc?]
n+gga playing wit me, 15 get him popped
i get off the stage, she hop on my c+ck
i need [?] and that’s on the block
your stream’s going down like [yung joc?]
my stream’s going up like steroids in it
pull up another infinity sh+t not rent
i will k!ll a n+gga, do the whole sentence a6
slap a n+gga with the glock, he need a dentist
when i scr+p the pot, they say i left [?]
every car i see you n+ggas in, it was rented
every time i see you n+ggas you was [?]
slap him with a glock, kick out all his t++th
i don’t care about rap, i just like the beef
standing by the stove, rolling up my sleeves
step inside the venue, pay the smoking fee
pockets fatter then kim k’s fake booty
pockets fatter then lil’ kim’s fake booty
pockets fatter then cardi b’s fake booty
cop the percs real then beyoncé booty
step inside the club it’s a f+cking movie
i ain’t dapping n+ggas i just keep
[military family?] has keep moving
got a clip and it’s switch on, let’s keep on shooting
nuke radio! we make the best bombs!
this song is sponsored by the shadow government

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