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chyna wayne - murder lyrics

chyna wayne
chyna wayne
hard white republic
murder ha
wayne (come on)
let’s go

i tell ‘em, rest in peace, i’m in the west indies
they wanna, eating meet and delicacies
now i said, get your knees and pray to christ
you b#tches, i got a lines bout ya, i got a lines bout ya
i tell ‘em, rest in peace, i’m in the west indies
they wanna, eating meet and delicacies
now i said, get your knees and pray to christ
you b#tches, i got a lines bout ya, i got a lines bout ya

i throw a shade on ‘em
then i’m a press on ‘em
ya b#tches happy like i’m a glad to the see all ‘em
when you just first hear it, you cl!ck replay on it
ya all the bum ass, you gotta stream all it
si, está loco, i’m k!llin’ poco
im in a costa rica, del júcar
you think you legendary?
this sh#t is fake, scary!
i’m in my prime time! you gotta listen ‘n carry
i write a lines bout ya, while i’m a laugh at ya
when i’m a broke record, you leave and cry, don’t ya
go through the texas, you b#tch don’t write rhyme
i’m ‘bout to “go on”, ya b#tches still here, yah

- chyna wayne lyrics

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