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cts scrilla - left 4 dead lyrics

i showed love to some n+ggas they left me for dead
i’m hydra b+tch you can’t chop off my head
i’m never number two but i’ll still give you led
n+ggas hate me cause i run the digits up the best
which pocket is the glock b+tch you gotta guess
teacher tryna tell me how to clean up a mess
b+tch i studied all week and i failed the test
i ship my sh+t through ups and i mailed the rest
i walked in the store and i stole a f+cking bev
twelve talking to me but your boy f+cking deaf
b+tch i’m on my own everybody f+cking left

ruger on my left smitty on my f+cking right
you want to talk about some money b+tch i’m here all night
you want to talk about life n+gga i’m all right
your like a dog all bark no bite
i put attachments on the glizzy this sh+t got a light
pistol packin never lackin imma be all right
if im goin out b+tch i’m goin with a fight
b+tch i bought a pistol this sh+t got a f+cking sight
i’m too smart for these n+ggas call me f+cking light
everywhere i go im fresh im flyer than a kite
you think im taking sh+t from you you f+cking on a dike
b+tch i got the ball i’ll take it all the f+cking way
i’m hating on a broke n+gga feel like lil tay
i got a couple pistols and a mini ak
b+tch no i’m not a hero i won’t save the day
imma playmaker b+tch yeah i saved the play
i look at yall n+ggas i think y’all f+cking (whew)
i’m saying sh+t that these n+ggas won’t f+cking say
if you owe me n+gga then you better f+cking pay
coach put me in the game b+tch i’m tryna play
am i a or a the area is gray
b+tch you see me f+cking walking move out the way
b+tch i bought two scales tryna make it weigh
b+tch i walked the room everybody look
b+tch i’m throwing lefts and i’m throwing f+cking hooks
master ragebaiter call me dillon f+cking brooks
i look at all yall n+ggas all i see is f+cking rooks
i see your pistol just know that sh+t is f+cking took
i look in the mirror i see a n+gga who can cook
free all my n+ggas yeah they got the f+cking book
don’t ask me how i’m doing b+tch i’m f+cking good
i took a look at twin and we both understood
we gotta make it out this sh+t can’t be in the hood
i’m swinging on everybody like im tiger woods
im tryna look in her eyes im looking at the goods
she sending paragraphs i left her ass on f+cking read
n+ggas talk a lot i call them n+ggas f+cking ted
i showed love to some n+ggas they left me for dead
i’m hydra b+tch you can’t chop off my head
i’m never number two but i’ll still give you led
n+ggas hate me cause i run the digits up the best
which pocket is the glock b+tch you gotta guess
teacher tryna tell me how to clean up a mess
b+tch i studied all week and i failed the test
i ship my sh+t through ups and i mailed the rest
i walked in the store and i stole a f+cking bev
twelve talking to me but your boy f+cking deaf
b+tch i’m on my own everybody f+cking left
b+tch i’m on my own everybody f+cking left

- cts scrilla lyrics

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