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ghristo - see-through lyrics

[intro]
seven b#tches seven hoes
seven bloods seven locs
seven guns seven scopes
south gang throwing 4s
interscope
she gone be feeling her toes
she gone be begging for more
she wanna f#ck on the floor (yeah)
seven b#tches seven hoes
seven bloods seven locs
seven guns seven scopes
south gang throwing 4s
interscope
she gone be feeling her toes
she gone be begging for more (i don’t f#ck the broad)

[chorus]
see through b#tch you a see through b#tch
run up on em with them see through clips
and them dior kicks
cause all of my choppas kick
they shooting fl!cks
my b#tch is thick she catching the d#ck
free all my dogs just like vick
run up on the money real quick
run up on that boy then i dip
cause i got the stick
i’m triple and flipping
i ain’t never gonna slip
try to shoot but you missed
i the see lean in my p#ss
living lavish living bliss
stop the capping you a b#tch (yeah)

[post chorus]
stop the acting why you fronting your gang
you saying you slang, but you ain’t ever slang
cause im going out with a bang (you saying)
you saying you slang, but you ain’t ever slang
throwing dirt on my name and you saying i changed
b#tch i ain’t ever f#cking change
don’t swerve in my lane
don’t f#ck with the gang
cause we all got the smoke and the flame
we all got the fire the flame (yeah)

[verse 1]
turning it up f#ck all the costs
and f#ck all the losses
i’m hanging with bosses
i’m hanging with k!llas
they hanging them crosses
they better not cross me
try to cross me imma bless em ( he going to heaven)
he going to heaven
b#tch i ain’t playing no tetris
i use to be toting a weston
but i be up like the reverend
and now i be macking eleven
now i be up like the rev#e#rend
that’s double o seven
that’s double o seven (double o seven)

[hook]
seven b#tches seven hoes
seven bloods seven locs
seven guns seven scopes
south gang throwing 4s (yeah)
interscope
she gone be feeling her toes
she gone be begging for more
she wanna f#ck on the floor
she wanna f#ck me some more
she wanna f#ck
but i don’t want f#ck at all
i just want f#ck up a check
i don’t want f#ck the broad
i just wanna run up the check (step in it)

[chorus]
see through b#tch you a see through b#tch
run up on em with them see through clips
and them dior kicks
cause all of my choppas kick
they shooting fl!cks
my b#tch is thick she catching the d#ck
free all my dogs just like vick
run up on the money real quick
run up on that boy then i dip
i’m triple and flipping
i got the stick
i ain’t never gonna slip
try to shoot but you missed
i the see lean in my p#ss
living lavish living bliss
stop the capping you a b#tch
stop the acting why you fronting your gang
cause i came with the gang
better not swerve in my lane

[verse 2]
run all on your sh#t and i blow out your brain
one shot for your momma
one shot for your chain
ten for the times that you robbed me
twenty more times just for saying my name
that’s 32 shots to your face
i ain’t even leave no trace
there ain’t even no case
b#tch i be gassing
no i ain’t hitting no brakes
cause i came came with the gang
we all got a stake
we all gotta plate
we all gotta stick
we all gotta bag
we all gotta watch
and we coming in late
we see through the b#tches
we see through the fake
we see through the hoes
we see through the snakes
we see through the snakes (yeah)

[outro]
came with the gang and i came with a bang going out with a bang
you saying you slang but you ain’t ever slang
throwing dirt on my name and you saying i changed b#tch i ain’t ever change
don’t swerve in my lane don’t f#ck with the gang
cause we all got the smoke and the flame we all got the smoke and the flame
see through b#tch you a see through b#tch
run up on em with them see through clips
and them dior kicks
cause all of my choppas kick
they shooting fl!cks
my b#tch is thick she catching the d#ck
free all my dogs just like vick
run up on the money real quick
run up on that boy then i dip

- ghristo lyrics

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