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kasinova the don - blast lyrics

yeah
g4e
hitman with a hitman
hitman with a hitman
hitman with a hitman (kasinova tha don)
hitman with a hitman (soulja)

[hook – kasinova tha don, soulja]
blast when we see eachother
i thought you was my brother
thought i left them b-tches alone, guess you just another-
blast when we see eachother
i thought you was my brother
thought i left them b-tches alone, guess you just another-
blast when we see eachother
i thought you was my brother
thought i left them b-tches alone, guess you just another-
blast when we see eachother
i thought you was my brother
thought i left them b-tches alone, guess you just another-

[verse 1 – kasinova tha don]
showing no mercy, my intentions to eliminate my compet-tion
you used to be my homeboy but you wanted friction
blast when we see eachother
cause i won’t hesitate to push the gas on that -ss if you violate
my mindstate; full of strategies to win a war
like armageddon, my bullets raining like thunderstorms
sad that it came to this
i had to put my hitman on my hit-list
ain’t that some sh-t?
n-gg-s told me not to f-ck witcha
i saw potential, kept it cool so i stuck witcha
but it wasn’t simple
last night n-gg-s told me you was jealous of me
i gave you everything you got, even a place to sleep
my open arms became an open target
how can a n-gg- that i trust become so f-ckin’ heartless?
i feel r-t-rded now
god bless the soul of a coward who froze
not knowing will i die by the hands i hold
so n-gg-

[verse 2 – soulja]
just got another cutter
my n-gg- changed colors
i bought that b-tch out through the rain
thought you was my brother
i gave you handouts, everything
showed you how to hustle
hate to expose you but your kids got a p-ssy father
hate to take this sh-t farther
but i respect your mother
they make ’em by the dozen
these p-ssy n-gg-s floodin’
i keep it g, n-gg- on d
b-tches can’t tell me nuthin
i been grinding before a 3
bet, show me something
bro told me something
just cause he fam, don’t trust him
these n-gg-s snakes, watch your back, you can’t show ’em nothin’
and i don’t own nothing
think i’m a wh-r- or something?
these b-tches fully
every bullet got your name on it
you n-gg-s lame homie, play too many games homie
and duck and shoot, like i’m the yoot
gotta put my name on it
you playin’ games homie, trust you gonna see me
and i’m walking straight up with the heater
soulja

- kasinova the don lyrics

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