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everything gwaluh & bigsmokechapo - revenge lyrics

[intro: unotheactivist, everything gwaluh & southsidesmoke]
rob me a n-gg- like every friday
and i’m with smoke and he bang the brim way
and i’m with bl–dy dior, he banging 9 trey
chopper hit him, bullet holes in his face (lil b-tch, ooh)
everything motherf-cking gwaluh, yeah
southside, n-gg-, yeah
jur-ssic park, b-tch
you already know what the f-ck brackin’, n-gg-, yeah

[verse 1: everything gwaluh]
n-gg-s talking beef but they ain’t ready for war
i ain’t pulling up with straps, i’ll throw a bomb in your car
p-ssy n-gg-, what it is? i’ll bring it to your front yard
where the f-ck your mama live, n-gg-? i’ll wet that sh-t up
n-gg-, stop f-cking playing with your life, this ain’t that
n-gg- pull up with a mac, i bet i’ll empty the mac
whoop hudda, everything gwaluh been the f-cking shooter
p-ss it to my lil bro to see if he gonna do it, yeah

[verse 2: southsidesmoke]
you know i f-cking am, spray your -ss with my man
then i pull off in a lamb, skrrt, skrrt, going ham
yeah, i got the glock 40 and you know i tote the nina
and my b-tch by my side, shawty looking like a diva
know it’s southsidesmoke, got the nina right now
n-gg- talking brazy, i’ma lay his -ss down
on my set brim gang, yeah, y’all p-ssy n-gg-s lame
man, i’m in it for the cash, i don’t give a f-ck about some fame
d-mn, my teeth bling, d-mn, my wrist bling
stomp on your block like a f-cking orangutan, yeah, yeah
wear my chain everyday, yeah
n-gg-, don’t ever play, ayy
pistols right to your face, yeah
we taking everything

[verse 3: unotheactivist]
hold on, hold on, little hoe
i’m from the 3, [?]
yeah, my diamonds jumping just like jump rope
hold on little b-tch, put the pistol to your throat
i f-cked your baby mama right on the bamera
i’m with the whoop, he banging bl–dy bandana
i pull up then pour the deuce right in my fanta
put two in the head then put one in his mama
rob me a n-gg- like every friday
and i’m with smoke and he bang the brim way
and i’m with bl–dy dior, he banging 9 trey
chopper hit him, bullet holes in his face (lil b-tch, ooh)
i’m spraying like [?]
lil baby suck me, i’m like “how do it taste?”
chopper hit him, body flip just like gymnastics
if he try to run up know i keep me a stick (stick)
hold on, lil b-tch, what you doing?
the b-tch wanna ball and i’m like patrick ewing
chopper hit him, now his body get to oozing, ooh
and i got a clip like a movie, yeah

- everything gwaluh bigsmokechapo lyrics

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