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gxner. – ashtray cypher lyrics

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[intro]
hysteria
gxner!

[verse 1: gxner.]
i+i was switching for the south side
if [?] like it outside, yeah
i wish they will take him out, right?
i just wanna die [?]
what’s that? [?]
[?]
make it pop, pop, pop, yeah, take him out
shot, shot, shot get me my cigarettes
[?]
shawty look like [?]
k!ll the [?]
[?]
d+ck in her throat yeah
d+ck in her throat yeah
[?] then i slitted in her gut (yeah)
in love with the gun
i put it in her [?]
it’s like 2020 i constantly combust
[?]

[verse 2: guap sensei]
yeah, put his body on the black top
think you better than me must be a crack [?]
[?] send these shots boy
[?] i f+ck with your blood, boy
[?] point 30, they taking [?] down, boy
sha, sha, sha
pull up with the ca, ca, ca
[?]
[verse 3: majinscxrz]
a+ay, somеone [?]
[?]
cause i give you whiplash
evеrybody [?] like a kit+kat
[?] baby got a big stash
[?] we don’t shoot that [?]
get the f+ck off my ball sack
b+b+tch, i don’t give a f+ck [?] where the [?] at
pull up b+tch, ak+47 where the pigs at
b+tch, talking all thatsh+t make him blackout
got my pistol on me if i see him, he get stomped out
b+tch pull up on a [?] imma a crack [?]
[?]
b+tch he better f+cking pipe down
if he talking all that sh+t we gon find out
[?]

[verse 4: mangotheonly]
[?]

[verse 5: nukrito]
[?] just like make like skins cry
[?] cop’s car
[?]
b+tch i’m not [?] today
hit me up, i’m not ok
these [?] in my way
easy going [?]
just me or living cave
[verse 6: shisui]
yes, ay
yeah, ay
said you gotta pull up, but we got mac 10s
bring them all them semi automatics
i’m gonna pull up in your home, [?]
n+ggas, all they f+cking do is fall
[?] like a f+cking arrow
all the music to my ears when i hear the bodies hit the floor
[?]
[?] make her blood f+cking [?]
[?] now he bleed
k!ll a n+gga like i’m tech+n9ne
[?]

[verse 7: pinkblxxd]
yeah, [?] k!ll a n+gga like i’m [?]
imma tell a n+gga to move the motherf+cking [?] yeah
[?] okay, [?] n+gga wanna play, but i’m not g+y
[?] f+cking michael bay [?] shades of gray [?]
i’m so motherf+cking tired of this fakes
[?] imma catch a case
imma punch a motherf+cker if he punch [?]
[?]

[verse 8: kidsnorlax]
[?] b+tch, b+tch [?]
blood, blood, blood [?]
[?] my hoes, yeah [?]
[?] blood, what is my sign?
[?]
[?] and the free side [?]
yeah, then i’m gonna eat her
cannibal, or i am a reader
[verse 9: nervexx]
i’m here with the [?]
heart attack, you break your fall
wish that it can [?]
[?]
i’m still be breaking the light
the turbo making the popping of the end of that christ
[?] little piggy [?]

[verse 10: brokie]
b+tch, you trying kiss my fist
you looking at me like i do
b+tch, you barely even [?]
i ain’t f+cking with yo crew
you at almost 200 followers and now you think you’re cool
b+tch, i beat my sh+t and [?] still harder than you
b+tch, i always inside of the stu
i don’t really give a f+ck what you do
if you talking i’m gonna turn you into stew
i’m cut you up what you gon do
[?]
i’m run up on you and your homie
[?]
b+tch

[verse 11: warlrd]
yeah, run up on his set weapon in my f+cking hands
he speaking on my name but i know he just a fan
all these p+ssy n+ggas talking about [?] flying out to france
imma run up with a k make that p+ssy boy dance, yeah
bring that knife to his gut
i got yo dead homies rolled up in my blunt
dumb b+tch then put her body in the trunk
talking that sh+t, but i know where he from, uh+uh+

[verse 12: yaux]
pull up my f+cking [?]
[?]
[?] p+ssy, ah
[?] grim reaper
[?]
[?] uh, uh, f+cking turtles b+tch
uh, f+cking turtles b+tch
sh+lls [?] f+cking back turn into turtles b+tch
get my 30 [?]
get you hurting quick uh
[?]
f+cking [?]

[verse 13: cee18k]
[?]

[verse 14: soulbomb]
[?] d+ck inside in her [?]
[?]
[?] stuck in like razor wire
[?]
imma shooter not a fighter
[?]

[verse 15: jenx2]
okay, smoking bloss
i need a new ashtray
hysteria, and how they catch the new way
keep talking mess, you gonna dig your own grave
just talking mess, she gonna get hit a [?]
[?] f+cking [?]
taking turns i’m taking shots, don’t give a f+ck if innocent
i can see the looks in his eyes to see he ain’t fit for this
imma f+cking [?] you’re a novice you need some discipline



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