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gangsta boo - come off dat lyrics

feat. beatking

(hook)
bl–dy bodies in the yard
life is like the apocalypse
the walking dead, i’m so-so scared
and i don’t know how to get up out this b-tch
out the creepy ghetto streets
looking for a feast, call me wid cause my eyes are red
hail mary me, left the sky, n-gg-s just doin’ desire
i did not make up these rules
these are xy
busta kills need to get op
i don’t wanna lose my cool, but can we lose the fan?
we gotta drop it up and it’s strictly on demand
this be dead, that gangsta music
that make them b-tches lose it
but it’s all good, cause i grew up on that hood sh-t
started out at 14
when i joined the triple scene
hungry, hated, cause we be so faded
it’s hard not to kill all you p-ssy hoes dated
harder, go harder, the hard one to do it
you blame me? i kill you, but it’s seventeen

(hook x2)
just come off dat paper, b-tch
just come off dat paper, b-tch
just come off dat paper, b-tch
i put that pistol to the temple
just come off dat paper, b-tch
just come off dat paper, b-tch
just come off dat paper, b-tch

(verse: beatking)
just came off in this b-tch
on that mystic stylez sh-t
rip lord infamous
enter this mind of this lunatic
straight out the h
where they chop
and they screw that sh-t up
vamping with yo sl-t
she tell me that she gon’ f-ckin’ go suck
i rape her mouth and kick her out my truck
pick yo b-tch up
thuggin’ with my c3 n-gg-s
you can smell that line through see sharp pants
chillin’ in vip, let that b-tch hit the weeper
and she forget about her man
northside n-gg-, roll with that trigger
i’m safety, looking for jackters
kill ya, don’t make me!
if you a bad b-tch, then you wanna rape me
if you a broke n-gg-, then you hate me
n-gg-s they want a team, thinkin’ why
mp to you, the ssy
i’mma catch these n-gg-s slippin’
the ar, i lift ’em off uppa they feet
they defeat
c3 – e-runner streets
fish, don’t move or you get yo -ss beat
with the heat

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