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dth ftos ent – ##myson lyrics

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(wokfein)
im sipping red, no carti
big booty white hoe, she look like a barbie
if you talking too tough, we gone shoot up ya party
n+gga we shoot up ya kick+back
choppa on me, make a f+ck n+gga get+back
we taking yo chain, f+ck boy, let me get that
i’m not with the talking, i’m not with the chit chat
n+gga
i am not beefing with none of my sons
he cap, n+gga don’t got no gun
i pull out that glock, make a f+ck n+gga run
lil b+tch n+gga, wanna beef with the gang so bad
he got cut off, the f+ck n+gga sad
got on his ass, now a f+ck n+gga mad
(seaan)
how many times did i f+ck on yo b+tch ?
b+tch
in a h+llcat, sipping on trish’
i’ma hit in the bell, but she won’t get a kiss
why won’t she do what i say ?
b+tch
my n+ggas slide with a drac’
7.62’s put a whole in his face
he don’t want smoke, i’ma tell my lil brother come slide
slide on they block with a .9
lets go
and i’m putting d+ck in my b+tch spine
and that hoe wanna f+ck, in the infinity ride
b+tch
choppa send you up to god
choppa send you up to heaven
my brother toting, that mac 11
that n+gga a b+tch, talking bout kevin
how many shots, you think? about 7
real street n+gga, i’ll shoot up the reverend
yo hoe wanna f+ck, cause she like what i’m wearing



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