hellboy.lust - city soliders lyrics
yuh ima mix it up alittle spit alittle riddle
middle finger twiddles to your b+tch a whistle
df41 missile packed in the same place as my pistol
letting my chains hit while she feel it visceral
i’m like a drug i can change your whole visuals
after i hit it she preaching i’m biblical
ima street solider
no gun holes still difficult
i like it more when its physical
putting my fist in your face hit your temporal
seen your new whip online and it’s rentable
extendo mags wrap around my tommy like a tentacle
hold the hair down now you look unidentical
set the bars for the streets peek of thе pinacol
aren’t i so whimsical i’d do a verse with my dеntist hoe
she’s in my mouth and im in her throat
white stains in my coat
i f+ck with what i tote
ahhhh im f+ckin on a boat
everythings f+ckin soaked
ahhhh this is a f+ckin joke
akjhh fp whats up with these b+tches getting banged outside bruh
ay they gonna ride on my coat tails
ima shoot that sh+t when i [?]
ops said im dead im like oh well
hop on every beat swear i flow well
swear to god i just be murdering beats i be stabbing em
ar15 i be packing em
im with my shawty i tell her back it up
i get this cash i swear im stacking up
its a dilemma f+ck up my liver
bars i deliver act like scared like shiver me timbers
you get upset then cry me a river
i be in the trap
buy the dope then sell it back
making racks
dont be asking where my b+tch
cause you know she in the back
of the whip sucking d+ck and counting stacks
you can’t see me when i pull up cause the windows tinted black
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she wanna f+ck i think she delousinal
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i got my place in the game unremovable
irrefutable, grown man hating on me from a cubical
yall be lazy its unexcusable
im to hot i swear im a crucible
im unique
that means producible
yea i’m a solider
ima k!ller
i take life and the sh+ts not renewable
yea walking down the block the rice is hot
that’s what i call the cops
relate to ops ill drop you on the spot yo b+tch ass needs a glock
i might get shot but if you miss that shot i’m bout to clean yo clock
i’ll jockey stomp yo face will turn to paste
i’ll leave you in the waste
i get the hate for f+ckin all the pretty girls you want to date
you’ll get replaced
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