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cyraq - a body lyrics

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cyraq: aye aye aye you kno what im sayin (bloom) shoot a n+gga f+ckin face off (aye who made it? , milanmadeit b+tch) we go in pockets lil bro steady flexin i might have to pop em make em, drop it you ain’t really wit it boy you need to stop it im catching bodies f+ck a molly boy yo momma call me papi you ain’t no k!ller go to college like a pizza i want topping n+gga what you on? meet up all that dissin in them f+ckin songs catch em slippin buss his dome then bag him up and burn his bone jump out heartless see im sparkin beam won’t let me miss my target n+ggas steppin we be marching we gone shoot we don’t do arguing so meet up b+tch im tryna die im tryna crash, im tryna slide top shoota love to slide i see you b+tch im upping mines walk em down and hit his pockets you ain’t no k!ller n+gga stop it let off shots now he off scotching pulled up shot em we wasn’t flockin draco, fn , and a shotty i was sober on that body he don’t like me he gon pop me yeah #freekodak b+tch we flocking eat me up no other option you gon die boy use yo noggin trade guns then i rob em hope yo brother don’t do boxing don’t send yo hoe to set me up cause she gone f+ck foreal i shot em cuz it up foreal if he don’t up he gon get steal reach for sumn it’s gon get real he lost his crews he gon get drilled f+ck yo pops and how he feel he might not shoot back but i will 30 shots ate up his stomach we gon wrap him like a mummy imma swing the stick no monkey i can’t give yo p+ssy money cuz imma f+ck yo b+tch for free we spinning till the tank on e in jail he pulled a shank on me that 40 it’s gon think for me

we go in pockets lil bro steady flexin i might have to pop em make em, drop it you ain’t really wit it boy you need to stop it im catching bodies f+ck a molly boy yo momma call me papi you ain’t no k!ller go to college like a pizza i want topping n+gga what you on? meet up all that dissin in them f+ckin songs catch em slippin buss his dome then bag him up and burn his bone jump out heartless see im sparkin beam won’t let me miss my target n+ggas steppin we be marching we gone shoot we don’t do arguing (boom,boom)



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