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killsolomon – wounded/ransom lyrics

[intro]
pasca

[verse 1: 83hades]
i do not pretend, unlike you, i’m not a cupcake
serve ’em yayo, little b+tch, but it’s [?]
he done got away f+ckin’ k!llers, that’s another day
that boy is a p+ssy, swear i’m cookin’ him 100 ways
all these rappers fake, uh
b+tch, i been an ape, uh
pistol like to rage, uh
throw ’em in a lake, uh
free my motherf+ckin’ brother, [?] the cage, uh
there’s no pump fake, uh
make yo’ b+tch choke, uh
then that b+tch throw up
now we sneakin’ through his house, gonna tip toe, uh
i just sent a bullet hole through his livin’ room, uh
all these b+tches f+ckin’ hatеrs, why they show no love?
all thesе rappers f+ckin’ p+ssy, why they tote no guns?
if you come into my area, i’ma f+ckin’ show you somethin’
lil’ b+tch, i’m with that juggin’, cameras rollin’ with no caution
and i’m only down to f+ckin’ if you cleanin’ [?] scrubin’
i won’t [?]
first, i had that b+tch [?], now i told that b+tch to “suck it”
i’ma hit it for the one time then i gotta f+ckin’ dump it
if you think i won’t retaliate, then you make false assumptions
[?] for yo’ friends, we all know that you’s a nothin’
i’ma walk up and i press ’em, i might pull out the smith and wesson
he don’t want it with my weapon, it just seems like he is textin’
[bridge]
the crimson chin?

[verse 2: k!llsolomon]
[?]

- killsolomon lyrics

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